Ohio deaths (xviii)
god is the word food spells in my mouth.
you have to be this tall
to be hungry.
(there is a ghost looking for its rock collection)
our absence
unheard of
god is the word food spells in my mouth.
you have to be this tall
to be hungry.
(there is a ghost looking for its rock collection)
our absence
unheard of
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