Askew
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You Don’t MatterA Poem by Askew |
Medusa Is My MotherA Poem by Askew |
What Better Way to be in Pain?A Poem by Askew"Little Death" The French were right about that one |
Thinner and WeakerA Poem by Askew |
Sweet Wine and CigarettesA Poem by AskewI wrote this while drunk and sad |
Somehow AloneA Poem by Askew |
The Pretty FriendA Poem by Askew |
Third Time’s the CharmA Poem by Askew |
Love Isn’t EnoughA Poem by Askew |