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Atlas & Alice | Issue 7, Summer/Fall 2016

local news is still news last night while you were sleeping, i went down to the traintracks. i lay on the floor by the metal and the stones. i pulled dead leaves over my body like a blanket it was warm in there because all around me was dying. if i held the composting leaves close they would suck me down with them in a quicksand of wherever they were going back to. i wanted my head pulled up as my body was sucked away. i wanted the stars in my eyes as the last thing i ever i saw . i wanted you to worry where i was


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Atlas and Alice - Issue 7  

Atlas and Alice - Issue 7