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I look into the mirror, as if through my cousin’s eyes—
that afternoon, in the rosemary alley, a boy
was kissed by another boy, & both of them tasted of blueberry. Nude Descending a Staircase by Shangyang Fang, excerpt
I look into the mirror, as if through my cousin’s eyes—
that afternoon, in the rosemary alley, a boy
was kissed by another boy, & both of them tasted of blueberry. Nude Descending a Staircase by Shangyang Fang, excerpt