FIST FULL OF NAILS
My first memories of childhood are of violent motion, cracking bones and blackness. I see needles, white powder, shotguns, broken pianos, very skinny scary looking giants. Orange sunlight through swollen eyes. Blood in my urine. Stepping in shit, not sure if it’s animal or…
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