O do not askif I am beach body ready. Observe how the folds of my stomach ripplelike the wind-pulled waves. Rub your hands over these pale buttocks,sand-smoothed by time. Note my milk-white limbs like washed up whalebones,stranded and useless. Consider these tufts of hair on my back and shoulderssprouting wildly like sea-grass. And listen to…
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