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  • grocery store feet

    grocery store feet trampling on the cement steps climbing to exchange a few hundred colones for a loaf of bread grocery store feet descending down a mound of trach entering the rushing river of waste to capture the neig…

  • silent fear.

    fear has been injected in your soul it runs through your veins grasp tightly to your bag's strap stare down the man sitting next to you try to show that your heart is hard it won't happen again your eyes say he laughs as…

  • prostitute

    sitting on the city bus. heading home, if that is what you called. ungrateful for the pillow at night. bouncing on the city bus. annoyance of stopping and going. ipod skipping to the next song. glancing through the windo…

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