the beginning
Dog died of old age in a motel room in Ohio
Idk seems wrong, seems like autofiction
taught time
nakedness
I’m not photogenic
being sad
for mom
I am ugly in a mirror that cares for my teeth
I washed another’s body
longer
than you
At least in hell you can think about hell
hunger
in Ohio
is quiet
for two
Each beast tires differently of god
suicide, or clothes

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