Shapezoids by Anastacia Tolbert what if people were shapes squares, circles & especially triangles angular pinnacles sounding off like thumped thimbles inside an open space of pyramid & geometry what if the equation were simple & you were either/neither kite... Continue Reading →
A Dozen Times by Anastacia Tolbert brave egg cracked a dozen times & still—you say yes. spill yourself in the hungry skillet your bright yellow fading your fluid hardened so that they will not know your skin has... Continue Reading →
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