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I am rich with the stuff,
Won from an enemy’s savage gardens.

When I was thirteen years old I got punched in the face.

Taste the stomach lining. Taste the intestines. Push your yellow teeth chewing through them.

two cardinals. wrapped in red & roped in ring. with sticks for the beating.

I wonder if the orchestrator
Of these repetitive tragedies
Is thinking to conduct a war –

When Barry first saw Calvin Klein lying on the wide shiplap planks of the abandoned hovel’s floor, he thought he was sleeping

The young king’s corpse is badly decayed.

They were in bed together.

The above video is an archive of the latest edition of the Misery Loves Company social reading series.

The dread serpent PANOPTICRITIA has been on a downward spiral since she retired from raining death on the cities of Men.