Everything, issue 37, Poetry

NATALIE KORMAN’S DAY OFF by NATALIE KORMAN

In this treatment, I am Cameron Frye and my old man, that’s me too, I am the interminable clang against my skull, making a charmed life a nightmare, making an exquisite home a hellhole. I am trying to evade consequences of freedom. It is so dirty and so frightening, I recoil. Freedom dings and puts […]

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