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THREE POEMS by NAT RAUM
letter to the abyss; meanwhile, my ptsd is doing cartwheels; self-portrait as host body
THREE POEMS by NAT RAUM
why remember when you can forget?; there’s nothing in california that you could not learn to hate here; i personally think it’s too cold to have the windows open
THREE POEMS by NAT RAUM
pov: you’re my vibrator and i’m actually using you as a massager for once; 5-4-3-2-1; can’t keep me down
THREE POEMS by NAT RAUM
free & for sale (iso wholeness); free & for sale (selling shame); free & for sale (yard sard)