Category Archives: Bridges
view of the suite
this coffee shop knows old Monday night sex haiku none I can put here.
How to survive a cut
The hunger must make you feel ferocious. Claws Out! Have some more bok choy.
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one more
oh you. for someone so smart, you sure did end up looking pretty dumb
only 5 left
I can’t help but nudge – poke every now and again – the empty heaped corpse
Not at dawn or ever
You aren’t even close You won’t find absolution That’s all I can say
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