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we must tell the pillows where we took each bone.
i put a fish net around a god & call him father
as opposed to "daddy." i was a little girl
in the playground of my daddy's mouth. this was
last week. this was last year. this was me 
hogging all the blankets & pretending to be
a moth in a cocoon. see, i said "moth" because
butterflies are (sadly) over-used. i want a goat.
i want a chicken coop without the chickens. i want
to go to sleep & not think about all the gods i've had to bury. 
i did a bad job though. he's always saying, "come here."