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girls love each other like animals. we love with claws and teeth and sharp bloody tongues. oh, we love with feral vulnerability from the beginning, scrap oily words from each others skin and dip the others head in summer's gasoline. oh, we die in girlhood and reserruct in passionate female rage. we are medusas, no persephones.
we love dearly
behind ferocious walls.

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