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June 11, 2017 / barton smock

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someone’s been using my toothbrush. the neighbor’s baby is all stomach. dad is burying the leash of a balloon animal. the church has come out as being against my mom’s spacesuit. brother bows to loneliness like a rhino before a scarecrow. my toothbrush is blue. tell god we’re away.

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