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Is this a One-Night Stand? It’s evening yet the coldhas frozen my blanket.It’s evening yet and your adamantinemouth has gone to the silence market.It’s evening yet, and I’m yet to…More

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In the thicket Mothers hum & prod babiesbitten by tsetse flies. In the thicket every sleep is slippery towards silent stupor & mothers know every quiet eyeclosure is not peace…More