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- "the air was hot and lavender with a night storm coming in. there was always a storm coming in." the argonauts by maggie nelson
- "this time my mouth is as dry as hers. water tastes fould now, but i'm thirsty for the fireworks inside her." inoculata by scott westerfeld
- "we pressed our wounds together for a while- blood's length. and then we kiss some more. that night i throw up my chocolate pudding." inoculata by scott westerfeld
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