My trunk like that of a tree trumpets
unexpectedly where before it had been quiet
and out of breath
My hand blooms open like a nest
busy and persistent, becoming in niceness
and folding to stress
Ughs <--> Ohs
The NWSA proposal EM and I submitted together didn't get accepted, but the one I submitted by myself did. I wanted to go with her ! I ra...
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