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James Collier
anonymous bumps in the darkwe body and couple and bodywe
strict structures just too tired forwe send lovlies that
we wont see spoken heardwe dig our hands into groinwe fi
nd associative fat and complexwe separate the tissues an
d, full of lovefull of love, place them puzzle pieces on
to the stomachwe tell each beautiful thing we know, taki
ng turnswe didnt disclosewe didnt think disclose and the
wrong thing words out the lips of itwe pretend like dist
ant doesnt make the hur thing so closewe couldnt hear t
he violence outloud but it made a sound.we couldnt hear
the violence outloud but it made a sound.we couldnt hear
the violence outloud but it made a sound, we could nt h
ear the violence outl oud/but it made a sound/we coul h
rthe violence out loudbut it ma a sound /
cou ld made aa soundmmm vio l sound/ violesoun
James Collier is a queer writer living on Treaty 6 territory currently studying at the University of Alberta. Their work has previously appeared in Glass Buffalo magazine, the Hart House Review, Homology Lit magazine and forthcoming in CV2.
