Locked inside oysters,
(I search for sterling framing)
you long for pearl skin.
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a collection of things I have written in college
Samuel O. Adeyemi is a voice to be heard.
Ben Wang loves you.
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- your hands are shaved, amputee spiders wrestling w...
- Cameo
- You scratched my back, shockedyou could trace the ...
- You Imagine The South
- You Think of Warplots
- You Notice The Hook
- You Imagine Helen Keller
- You Are No Druid
- The moon, aloof and looming.The sea, stalking and ...
- Your Mother
- The boy, burning deck-woodfalling char-steamed int...
- The shore cocoons itself in sea,prone & cold, a co...
- You Sit In On A Lecture
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