so muscled his arms can’t hang straight down, but extend outward, corpse like, at odd angle. Sit down, say my muscles take a goddamned break.
OccuPoetry Issue 4
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so muscled his arms can’t hang straight down, but extend outward, corpse like, at odd angle. Sit down, say my muscles take a goddamned break.
OccuPoetry Issue 4
18