Last night I dreamed I ate a butterfly. I didn’t mean to. She flew into my mouth against my will, got stuck in my teeth. For hours I was pulling out parts of her, wondering how she got to have those wings.
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Ella Bogdanova
Drop by drop I mourn the sea.
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