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Poetry WWR 40

Dead A Long Time

Chris Hosea |
May 27, 2018

Those flower pistils shoot photons hottie so so / don’t is that dust drugs corners lips yours move / me laminated maps stand half out the dirt…

Photo by Callan Field
Poetry WWR 40

So Many Fortresses

Chris Hosea |
May 24, 2018

People need to give me love. You’re coming / to, you’re coming too, peg up no / side, sunny vertical a group outside…

Poetry WWR 40

Player Zero

Chris Hosea |
May 24, 2018

flowering tabloids today I get myself / to be gone now nothing hurting nothing / but more to say zip too of when / I lifted hat labeled beef brand…

Poetry WWR 40

We May Be Free

Chris Hosea |
May 24, 2018

I feel danger door can’t see where / one meaning many I do have trust / as mercury lines a hothouse petal…

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