they pulled my hair at charm school.
they
stole my guestbook during
rolecall.
it's a complicated equation: math problems + 18 july 05 = h u m i d
+ early morning broadway/spring st. smells like a weekend full of urine & rodents & other sordid things one wants to nothing about. x
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ghosts!
