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My stories

Very Busy (For Me)

i'll finish this diary set if it kills me
Cherry

Sly Clothes

With him went the rail of shirts the empty skins of him soft as birthday gifts. The line of tilted shoes left imprints of their heels and circles in...

Keening

Keening (for my grandmother Cass Elliot) then the neighbours must have rallied this new widow, her little son red eyed i think she opened the door...
Cherry

Heart

one day there's nothing you can do sit on your hands, they will not work their mothering after all there is something quite beyond you there's no cure

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