by Donna Kuhn
Source: Purse No Birds (2004)
p. 1
I would rather give up almost anything
have the fat sucked out of my whore.
u want to get liposuction in egypt?
that is the where the whore is, thank you.
was yr dads name on her thighs?
was yr dads name almost anything?
my fathers name was green stuff.
its disgusting. i like to throw things.
i could swear its george burns
what's with the fetuses?
what's goin on? u said he's not dead.
dead people in a fancy drawer.
yes, please come here stuffing yr face.
i don't want to have almost anything.
i don't want to have my fat sucked.
why are we talking? i would rather give up.
death and thigh fat and stuff.
was my fathers name bernards thighs?
when i'm in the tub i like to throw things.
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crumbs of my blue
by Donna Kuhn
Source: Purse No Birds (2004)
p.3
Available in print edition.
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