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when I die spread tinsel all over my body like a xxxxxstar. exit
dust connects effxxxlessly bodies collide.
at dusk and dawn my grandmother was many birds.
The dead take us with them.
Darkness takes another sip. Leaky and pale the earth tries to smile back. pause.
It took a long time to get ready to exist.
exit.
Draw Breath was created at the beginning of the pandemic in 2020 when breathing was a topic of conversation. These drawings are made with human breath and powdered pigment on paper and velum.
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