Tag: Corn
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There’s the smell of something sweet coming from the kitchen. Corn dogs. Corn bread. Corn Flakes. Cornmeal. Corn on the cob. Corn chowder. Corn pie. Corn on the moon. Corn in space. Corn of the aliens. It was a hot, burning day. One of those days that feels like one…
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+ Abduction, Aliens, Art class, Art Dreams, Boyfriend, Childhood Trauma, Corn, Ice Cubes, Robots, School+
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The grocery store is full of human corn on the cobs. They walk around like stiff, yellow erections. They’re dressed in green husks, unzipped, the cornsilk is hair spilling out at the chest or the top of a pointed head. They wander aimlessly, brainlessly. “Where’s the milk?” “Where’s the apple…
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Truman stripped off his clothes and dipped his lanky body into the scalding water. It hurt at first, but then his body got used to it. His body always got used to it. His hot lemon-butter bath had become a regular ritual lately and he thought he might be going…
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I enjoy the smell of blue Play-Doh, it reminds me of childhood wounds
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CEREAL AFTER SEX 