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I was once sick outside the Glasgow Cathedral Moonlight filters into my mouth I taste stars and talk utter shit Liquid loveliness: all...

Rachel Smith

I am not hers and I am not his my body is mine to destroy and no one else's to touch I don't want to be t o u c h e d and I don't want to...

Joy Myers

A little piece by a wannabe Todd Anderson, who has too much anxiety and love for poems. I went to a beach a few weeks ago and started...

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