Let's build an alligator afternoon coconut smile derby
Doesn't that smell like fun
Twenty four dollars worth of personal pan pizza later, I saved a slice for you
Snacks for breakfast snacks for lunch then for dinner snake the punch
The drink has never fruit, but I love the new Tupperware
Solitary divide amongst the queerest of us
We eat bread when fish eyes are the common language
So to speak I sort of spoke
Whispering yelling spitting a joke, yours mom
It makes me miss the snow, this town
Slice the apple, chew it down
Photo by Sadie Whitehead. Words by Dustin Whitehead.
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