& a clean kitchen
stay here,
keep
a safe place
and
die,
remember
a
wide notebook
long,
went to sleep
& used up
the papers. Somes
dreamed
nothing--
planes
without proper
luggage- rolls, rolls,
behind
you
away & hung
limp,
a dead thing.
-jessica jarva
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