the air is still. the
grass roots, they show white and break
beneath booted feet.
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- juliet iscariot
- i am the girl who cannot fly. please email me, i'd love to hear from you (breathingthesurfaceair at gmail dot com)
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- If I Had A Different Name
- untitled
- Fight or Flight
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- i am not even thirty three
- i smoke because i hate myself (terza rima)
- i am the crack in the broken jar
- hooks
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- These Are The Things That Get Me By
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- the desire to be thin
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