her medicine tastes raw. i love it. it tastes like raw beef. dog food. i grip the pink saucer shaped pill so tightly that my knuckles turn white and my lanugo stands on end. i turn to her photo, the little photo inside the pyramid shaped snow globe. pages of muttered dialogue tickle my ears warping in and out and distorting- ugly like a wormhole. her photo is like salvation, her rolls are like aphrodite when i see her i know it will be ok so i taste her raw beef medicine. her hair is like honey and more healthy and bouncy than you can imagine. she loaded her pipe with mary jane she was classy like that.
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