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construct
today was longer than the night before (when, restless he woke me to trade places with him: “my head is too full of things,” he said. “i need to read for a while.”) i don’t remember the resituating of ourselves- if that’s even a word- the crawling over or under, legs suddenly twenty feet long…
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dumb
it’s been a while since i’ve spoken, really. brief phrases uttered without feeling to the people walking through the great glass doors looking to me for guidance about things that i’ll forget in twenty seconds- you need me now without you i would starve there is a symbiotic contempt that keeps both parties smiling, fake…
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April Fox 