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Tiny
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Hambre del Alma Each tiny thrust fills a
crack inside of me
They found a body in
the river below the
bridge where a
boy fucked
me without a condom
He stooped over me
smoking a cigarette
stark naked
looming
fluid dripping
laughing
I am laughing
because
I am cutting my
own fetus out with
my own kitchen knife
It starts as blood
then comes as clumps
this tiny thing
this tiny flesh
which fills a crack inside of me
I killed you on the
kitchen floor
and washed
you off like dirt
and I
kept shaking my
head at my
face in the mirror
with the knife in
my hand
saying finish the job
