Dredging up crust from the earth, small and occasional foal. My closeness to galling you hurts listlessly and alone. Staking it all on forlorn reasons, forgone conclusions. My dentist, he sized my teeth up, gave me a plate to push out my lower row. I wore it for two years then stopped. My teeth went back to the way they were. I forget why I even thought of that idea, the memory escapes me, I really strain to recall.


from Such Vitriol, Such Agita, released June 6, 2016




Raiden Freeman Wellington, New Zealand

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