Tryn Brown reads an excerpt from "A Confessional", now available in Wrongdoing's first issue7/13/2021 TEXT: It took what it wanted. The adornment, the silken White dress, the rounds of staled flesh plucked From the outside. The relic, enshrined in gold or Enamel, bones lent for salvation efforts wrapped in My own hands. Morning star, Be my derivative on earth. Tell me The calcium scattered across Your structure exploded from the Curved cage in my chest.
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