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Family Values

  “Since then I’ve always thought that under rape in the dictionary it should tell the truth. It is not just forcible intercourse; rape means to inhabit and destroy everything.” Alice Sebold – ‘Lucky’   His-story is a global disease … Continue reading

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Haiku – Scrypic

  hidden behind her shades blackberry moon   I pick up my lost remains crab nebula   quarter moon I pick up my pieces   family home bruised apples in the cider   trembling leaf the sound of her name … Continue reading

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