A Girl’s Guide to Vivisection

Issue #131
Winter 2016-17
Pull hair from your head:                                                  He loves me.Pull nails from your fingers, from your feet,                              like pulling teeth.Pull teeth.                                   He always could                                                                      make you scream. Your navel, neck:                              once whiskey-licked, now                                                                                                    ghost-towned.Cast them off.                                   He loves me not.Drag your legs around & beg:                                                  Remember me. But this dissembling                                                                                     is...

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