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Read Poem: A Stomach Filled With Poison by Matt Nagin

1 Always I return to the emptiness, the lack of vigor, and the arrow in the safari smile; always I am once more among the hunters and magic spears, cyclops wardens, anvils in the ravine; always with the suns smashed … Continue reading

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