Our Cargo Party
Fragments of a novel/Poem. A dysfunctional lover searches for freedom from fear.
Sunday, 12 July 2026
Our Cargo Party: Natalie
Our Cargo Party: Natalie: He holds the door ajar, hair falls to my knees, it doesnt go very far, I sit around a Pool, wind rustles in the trees, who needs this n...
Our Cargo Party: Natalie
Our Cargo Party: Natalie: He holds the door ajar, hair falls to my knees, it doesnt go very far, I sit around a Pool, wind rustles in the trees, who needs this n...
Our Cargo Party: Natalie
Our Cargo Party: Natalie: He holds the door ajar, hair falls to my knees, it doesnt go very far, I sit around a Pool, wind rustles in the trees, who needs this n...
Our Cargo Party: Natalie
Our Cargo Party: Natalie: He holds the door ajar, hair falls to my knees, it doesnt go very far, I sit around a Pool, wind rustles in the trees, who needs this n...
Our Cargo Party: Natalie
Our Cargo Party: Natalie: He holds the door ajar, hair falls to my knees, it doesnt go very far, I sit around a Pool, wind rustles in the trees, who needs this n...
Our Cargo Party: Natalie
Our Cargo Party: Natalie: He holds the door ajar, hair falls to my knees, it doesnt go very far, I sit around a Pool, wind rustles in the trees, who needs this n...
Our Cargo Party: Natalie
Our Cargo Party: Natalie: He holds the door ajar, hair falls to my knees, it doesnt go very far, I sit around a Pool, wind rustles in the trees, who needs this n...
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