shatterlines previously...
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she came to me in halves. like a run of contractions, one sticky-slick word at a time, or maybe more like a can of pears. i suck the slices into my mouth and flirt with their taste for a time, before taking them down in full. before she breaks inside me and breaks me in halves.

this tingling     on my skin, it's familiar.

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