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The way they hatch me I feel safe & scared at once The Lord’s speckled bird
G. Pearson
High Paranoia. Once neighbor, now judge—witness. One by one, doors slam.
I know he’s stressed you. Consider all the sunk cost. Please answer Dad’s calls.
Can you release me? Can you let me loose to fall? No life in a cage.
First I smelled your smell I knew it but not from where Next salivating…
Muscle beneath pelt Pale fur and claws for twelve feet My fear tastes like bile