Avril

She’s getting older than her sisters
take the drug and up
seal the windows after stairs between ten and three noises
zero five ten greyhound’s whimpering travel
a morality spectacle moving in
imported soles read heads and tails pushed her into inconsiderate theft cult
dress and barren Her

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