in the upside-downin the in between waiting on her wings, she longs to be goodbut for a while you’ve just gotta be goo. :: In November, we poem.
… Gia walks these gemstone streets, a Gemini uncoupled. Break her open and you’ll find her elbow’s broken but her (searching) soul’s anew. She’s an ogre in indigo jeans, and she means well when she says Jell-O is the best … Continue reading →
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