- Vol. 08
- Chapter 11
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Image by Vika Wendish
Plasticine Smile
Picked in my prime
by a handler who saw
perfect skin with
glossy leaves.
Placed me gently on
a plasticine smile
and clicked.
Lights switched off.
Left
on top of sagging clay
I wither
and
fall.