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Wednesday, January 28, 2009
To My Stomach
You shrink.
Last year, I only saw my
Penis when sitting down.
Now, I see my pubes.
You shrink.
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Two Throats (Gilbert Imitation)
To Anal Sex (Koch Imitation)
To My Stomach
To The Finger Buried in My Anus
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I Lay Frozen in a Snowless Winter
All My Friends
Let Me Go Home, Baby, It's Better There
The Both of Us.
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Chase Springer
Brooklyn, NY, United States
22 year old Texas-born writer living in Brooklyn until I finish my bfa in writing from Pratt Institute this May, then it's off to the Golden Coast, San Francisco, and happiness
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