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   Volume VIII, Issue I

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Poetry


The Office in My Eye That Photographs My Dream
RC Miller

 

Nabs a magazine of meat departments. No one inside saying anything is as gruesome as first franchises. Chairs on crickets evaporate overeaten handbags followed by cameras through a malignancy. Sunk metal tooth slack suck. Unusable reefs stuff the first franchise shooting. Cheeks on cameras outdoors. Tomato steel cling wrap isolates the madness of this flat magazine meat fit sheeted.

 

 

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