THE STORY THUS FAR by Kosi Dunn

Whose imagination birthed you? The handiwork of stolen  books, a patchless quilt a stranger’s kindness resting on the shoulders of each patient lover. I got  excellent taste, everyone I touch unmakes me. Perhaps  there is a knack to this melting in a mouth, sniffing  out the better God, settling for  my highest self. I cool…

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