Our Cargo Party
Fragments of a novel/Poem. A dysfunctional lover searches for freedom from fear.
Wednesday, 20 November 2024
Our Cargo Party: Kamilla
Our Cargo Party: Kamilla: She says We're going nowhere, doesn't want to moan, paints her toes railway slow, she has stripped my bones, has an Italian home...
Our Cargo Party: Kamilla
Our Cargo Party: Kamilla: She says We're going nowhere, doesn't want to moan, paints her toes railway slow, she has stripped my bones, has an Italian home...
Our Cargo Party: Kamilla
Our Cargo Party: Kamilla: She says We're going nowhere, doesn't want to moan, paints her toes railway slow, she has stripped my bones, has an Italian home...
Our Cargo Party: Kamilla
Our Cargo Party: Kamilla: She says We're going nowhere, doesn't want to moan, paints her toes railway slow, she has stripped my bones, has an Italian home...
Our Cargo Party: Kamilla
Our Cargo Party: Kamilla: She says We're going nowhere, doesn't want to moan, paints her toes railway slow, she has stripped my bones, has an Italian home...
Our Cargo Party: Kamilla
Our Cargo Party: Kamilla: She says We're going nowhere, doesn't want to moan, paints her toes railway slow, she has stripped my bones, has an Italian home...
Our Cargo Party: Kamilla
Our Cargo Party: Kamilla: She says We're going nowhere, doesn't want to moan, paints her toes railway slow, she has stripped my bones, has an Italian home...
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