A Rousing
A Rousing

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Starvation presently seen as the walls of the skin thin to an opacity outside of comprehension. Movement of organs show as a sign of life. Like a fish still alive inside the glossy dumpling coverall. Swimming soy upstream.

Un-roughed by touch. How unused, unwanted, how unbruised nor bloody.

Pa pa pa

Paper cuts. How she strains for the hug in the dark. Backed up bodies in a huddled two-plus-two mass. Instead cold patches and a stroke of a hand, familiar. Warm up for the strike.

Hungry they say. Starved always not for invasion, but the breath of an exhaler exhausted.

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