Rebecca Wolff reads
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corpulent filament rotting clams and oysters I hate to wait a liar and a thief the underclass motif posture of mean streets a medium calm sweeps over the water destroying the calm that was here before a harbor—a tranquil, a desert of ocean existed where nothing was here it’s kind of hard to say it with a straight face: anxiety disorder A special kind of “unhappy”: spiders and snakes missed you. Boo hoo. Juvenate and rejuve -nate soot and suet together a nice paste for innovation wake up wake up wake up he said and slapped me I deserved it / I was sleeping in this defensive posture Are you meant to be born Were you meant? a b a b c d c d e f e f g g