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SATURDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: KAT WHITE

AFTER By Kat White After I die, let it be said that my pussy tasted of children’s unspoiled dreams. May eunuchs charcoal sketch me and Miles smoking brown cigarettes and drunk-swaying, broadcast all night, all over Barcelona TV. After I … Continue reading

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