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absurd angles
scissors you would never hold that way unless spangles
attached to the chest to impress
not with dress, but what you profess
and the subject of the hair untangles
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Moon Desert
UK-based
BA in Cultural Studies
Crime Fiction: Love
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Psychology: Salvation
Where the wild roses grow full of words...


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