Excerpt: Shabby-rankled-ragged rocks, the loadplanters’ molasses, the rough wrangled league in the thuck of sores, the pith of stuff where chewcud gets minced and mashed… . like cattlefeet, we’re stuck in the muck of love’s confusion
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28 lines. Written: Jun 24, 2015
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