Forrest Hamer - A dull sound, varying now and again

Forrest Hamer - A dull sound, varying now and again

And then we began eating corn starch, br chalk chewed wet into sirup. We pilfered br Argo boxes stored away to stiffen br my white dress shirt, and my cousin br and I played or watched TV, no longer annoyed br by the din of never cooling afternoons. br br On the way home from church one fifth Sunday, br shirt outside my pants, my tie clipped on br its wrinkling collar, I found a new small can of snuff, br packed a chunk inside my cheek, and tripped br from the musky sting making my head ache, br giving me shivers knowing my aunt hid cigarettes br br in the drawer under her slips, br that drawer the middle one on the left.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-10

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