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The birds that only sing at 4 a.m.
Everything else in the whole wide world
My belly is full of fries and diet soda (oh, and I’m a fuck up)
Poetry: High/Ghosts
Poetry: Well that was a funny turn to take
The Road to San Diego
Poetry: The Illusion of Movement
Poetry: These days are frauds
Words will keep us together 