![]() tell me when the line your seeing becomes clearer.A Poem by h d e rushinIf I see another trans girl on 6 Mile and Woodward flagging down cars in the cold to exhaustion trying to one: be vulnerable and 2: needing to squeeze a 10 with their faux Louboutin sling slung over their shoulders into their stretch jeans with one acrylic nail missing from a hand half frozen in song and suppressed versification, I don't know what to do. In building doorways where the final snowy world awaits outside like the ghost stories of their own avowal swirling around the final eukaryotic nose bleed they confront when the glass of the used car lot reflects back the dialect of resembling. "i'm a girl' one blurts out as some solemn affirmation like Vin Skully calling a Kirk Gibson homer and hips, made of construction grade proteinase juts out from beneath a sea of "getthatmoneygirl" monologue from lips as red as a CVS circular . It's snowing and tonight the weatherman cautions to bring your pets inside because pets feel the cold too.
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