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Read more: CrushMy go-toMore soothing than chicken soupOr ice cream by the scoopIf poetry were a mountain I’d climb itChallenger Deep terrifying I’d dive itWater from a fire hose I’d drink itWhisper to me in the showerWhile organizing or vacuumingAny kind of cleaningCome to me in a dream or a nightmareUpon waking I would not careIf you…
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Read more: No Safety NetRecently I fell out of a treeWhile on the groundI had a profound epiphanyIn and out of consciousnessI awoke on a high-flying trapezeWithout a harness or safety netSpeaking Cantonese(probably screaming, “Get me down please!”)But the Mandarin oranges didn’t get meHanging on cause I wanna liveI couldn’t sign, had no signals to giveThey left me and…
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Read more: When Following Jesus, Wear Running Shoes… So I said, I cannot oral sex you; I don’t like how you smell. If you want, I can give you a proper bath, but that’s an extra 100$ per square inch of skin. Plus you gotta pay me for the soap. — sex worker sam. For the next four or five days, I…



