• Vol. 01
  • Chapter 01
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when in doubt whether

when in doubt whether the carcass is her skin or his skull,
stretch your arm, shake it,
feel with the other that all are
layers of the same
truth be told the same
hollow pumpkin.
but she lived, yes,
and his skin and her bones
and his brain and the skin of her sandals
were all equally thick
envelopes to future carcass.