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France, Later

by Corvus B.

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on days where I feel small it's hard to remember the ants I've stepped on"
wow that's nice, and i also do not have a gender. good, relatable, nicee. Favorite track: children in grass while trees grow taller.
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1.
glass machines discovering water 02:12
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I call you but your mailbox is full so I listen to my own voicemail and try to feel whole but all I get back is some static and egg yolk I'm nothing but a palimpsest of your bones last night I was on the Merrimack river and the lights were watching me so I stared back and they looked like they were make of plastic and I felt like I was made of plastic but we're really just made of metal and glass bits I'll try to feel real but I can't I'll try to be loud but I can't I'm trying to not hate my body but i can't don't tell me i can we're just a dry beehive an empty house
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a lampshade plagued with poison ivy 04:08
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gold lines leak from window blinds that I wish were curtains we're teething on second hands and wrought iron birds nests I don't want fall until my body knows flightless I don't want ground until my feet know navigation I want to tell the tree how tall it's gotten without the forest laughing at how small my view is and I want to watch dirt hold hands with lightning just to see if it sticks I want the mountain to feel safe in its self image so cracks can cave in they don't want you to wear what you want to I think you're an ocean trying migration you are a vagrant transcending vacant bones
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birds nesting in shoes on telephone wire 02:24
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cold blooded green things are growing in my chest cavity and it reminds me of the holes in my teeth a gaping tree the birds have started rotting around me oxidizations taking us at younger ages and death is not for certain and we are more permanent than we intended ashes that never got scattered by blowing branches I've been grieving for your leaves leaning towards half mast I've been laying on wood floors so that the world around me looks like mountains but the sun goes down and I realize my armchair is just a goblin and I'm the same size as everything else I want a room that gets smaller as I get older I want a room that gets smaller as I get older from paint covered fingers I want walls that get closer as I start to wither I want to build my coffin with a pencil I want to build my coffin with a pencil I want to build my coffin with a pencil I want walls that get closer as I start to wither
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children in grass while trees grow taller 02:48
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you don't like my leg hair cause it doesn't match my gender but I don't have one I was growing a garden I'll be a giant disguised as a mountain and all the bugs can live in my bruises plants will learn to like roots in chapped lips I won't feel ugly if I stay still covered in dirt and ant hills I won't uproot dust before the wind does and maybe when the plates shift ill shake off moss with green guilt on days where I feel big it's hard to remember I'm not on days where I feel small it's hard to remember the ants I've stepped on I'm not a giant I'm not a giant I'm not a giant I don't like this
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snow where it's usually not 03:04
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tree limbs hold cold fingers my skin is bark I'm tangled in footsteps and brambles second to the things I grow on a knock off nesting in loss If you find my body let me rust so I can be done pulling thorns from my scars I've splintered when I've come apart I want to find the place that's dark when light is too much a new moon to repress what I already forgot I'll search for the parts of me I lost in thickets of cloth while I slept and walked to graveyards so I'd feel like people are holding my shoulders up and my hands apart I still want to climb a mountain to tear myself apart at the top so my insides are closer to God and farther from church when the end comes there's smoke in my lungs and if I don't talk I'll forget where my veins came from and be left with frayed iron fences leading to my blood not sure where I walked from but you're not less gone I'll forget why my chest hurts dissociate until I'm numb and I felt comfortable as someone I thought I could become as someone that screams when their seams are falling apart lets the world know it sucks I need you so I can feel like i'm someone hold my wooden tongue ground my body until I'm sure it's a part of me until i'm sure I'm not made of hollow limbs and cold feet until I believe in God when I'm not angry

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released August 23, 2016

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Corvus B. Massachusetts

queer spoken folk from the mouth of the Merrimack River

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