Connective Cube
Connecting the hard edges
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What’s that slice in the gumThe one that shows so definitively when I press hard. So soft, the imprint noticeable 3 minutes later, though fading. I mean no shade when I say this is another stint Of proving my doctor right that I have a high pain toleranceBy chance, no evidence of it when I…
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A stick in the sky,shy, I try to pry. It stays, firm, with a tussle in the leavesnothing perceptible falls. Hey, smalls!no one would ever call me. my american thighs squish wide on the seat, full flat. Legs, double the hand-drawn sticksI try to draw. Thicken here, share there, look at that line so static,…
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I get goose bumps most times when
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Bustle my loves, I’m a friend to allWho doesn’t make it about them / Disorderly you, how can I help?!I ask, as if expecting an answer / Stir you nothing, can you speak? If I can, YOU can too! / Wait no, no, not that tone, Stop, although I can’t say why / Stay positive,…
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Your hair is so long. It didn’t get so long when you were a kid. Wait, you lived in DC, right? Are you still a vegetarian? It must have been hard to be the older sister of someone more charming. What is this big deal about The Alphabet? JUST TELL ME You were always so…
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