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Growing Up

I turned slut and never looked back Just stopped listening to music And making linear thoughts connect dot-by-dot Burned my poems on men’s flesh with each bump, grind, thrust, moan, lick, squeal. My own song. lunch sounded like a good … Continue reading

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