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White Colored Flesh | Alphabet Soup Minuscule
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From my window, I watch your large hands work. I sigh, putting the flowers in water. They smell better than the meatloaf. Your buss leaves behind the smell of saliva and ketchup. As you bury the trowel,. In an old disremembered chest. Those that harbor the wallpaper,. Of white colored flesh. The gentle motion of my hand,. Rising slowly with each breath. I skim my lower lip against the back of your arm. At peace with your dreams,. And your frail sleep-like state. I, with my muted memories. One of my favor...