Retort Magazinein Retort. My old childhood demon the one who used to visit me and sit on my chest like hes doing now makes it hard to breathe Hes gotten heavier with time but hes almost see-through like a ghost The weight seems all in his giant ball sack spread out across my chest More here." />

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My new poem published

Retort Magazinein Retort.

My old childhood demon the one who used to visit me and sit on my chest
like hes doing now
makes it hard to breathe
Hes gotten heavier with time but hes almost see-through
like a ghost
The weight seems all in his giant ball sack spread out across my chest

More here.

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