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**********************My pout constitution is devouring your sull through the written tongue.
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In your hedge maze sanctarium*** your ice bath

cells such as it is

guarding such as it is

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**********************You need purer regents to determine the composition.
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The beast scratching at her rib bone guts a demand for a hostage * likely her core**** A veined
systematic fragile failure hardly a worthy hostage**** or adversary
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**********************A deadfall well mannered petition.
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Dare not follow me, I have unendurable tolerance like an undead sulfur rot
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**********************As if she started off headless.

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Brit Parks is a poet and artist. She is the recipient of The Claire Rosen and Samuel Edes Emerging Artist Semi-Finalist Fellowship. She received both her Master of Fine Arts and Bachelor of Fine Arts from The School of the Art Institute of Chicago. She is featured in the current issue of RINE and was previously published in after hours. She has exhibited her films at The Chicago Underground Film Festival and Chicago Filmmakers. She resided in New York for ten years and currently lives in Seattle.