Originally published January 21st, 2017.

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Chandelier,
Ride the bus.

Two wine bottles,
empty stomach.

—

Kegan said
“let me guide”

It’s not rape
if
friends decide.

—

Looking back,

cerebral patches
snuff photographs,

scattered over

blacked out

crash.

—

Kegan
left
trauma
in your skin

while
his Goons
made
a meal.

—

they left
pans
in your
sink

but
bigger mess
in your
head.

And then
he dated
your
old best
friend.

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