| boyz like me r a dime a dozen . . .
OMG
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| It was a boy and girl love, and so it goes.
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| fuck daylight savings. 'spring forward.' fuck that. i want my hour back.
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| Calluses
by Benjamin Jarik Mercer
In the backseat of my parents’ car. Out the window lots of green and yellow and
gray.
And birds.
Always birds. Everywhere.
Everything I touch. This
notebook is falling apart.
On our way to the nursing home. Grandma, you see. Just passed Wilkinson’s farm.
Black soil
and white snow; this has all been said before. |
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