THE ONION MAN
A COLLECTION OF SHORT, SHORT STORIES AND FREE VERSE BY L, A WRITER.
2011/09/30
Cass
There is weight that is tangible
and then there is
another sort of weight
that clutches onto your shoulders
with pointed fingers
that sinks its elbows
to your stomach
that sits abruptly
on your face
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