The DJ plays the lay of the land, hilled by cheekbones rising from 5 o'clock shadows. As always, their sideburns make me wet with awkward body language.  The first drink takes me to an attic in my mind, drowning of dismembered toys. My tongue has disapp… Read on blog or Reader Eunoia Review Read on blog or Reader Hell is eye-contact with too much drama perfectsublimemasters June 11 The DJ plays the lay of the land, hilled by cheekbones rising from 5 o'clock shadows. As always, their sideburns make me wet with awkward body language.  The first drink takes me to an attic in my mind, drowning of dismembered toys. My tongue has disappeared, once again. The third drink interrogates my social skills […] Continue reading Comment Like You can also reply to this email to leave a comment.

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