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"UNTITLED"
sitting in the middle of my living room floor crying over a can of Diet Coke wanting not to be mommy anymore wanting to be the baby instead feels a whole lot like wishing I was dead needing to be coddled and cuddled thinking I can wear Pampers and knowing my head is muddled just let me have a little vacation I'll be back in ten or twenty unless that's too big a ration but I need that break or else my head will split and I might chase after you with a rake. By Buzz Review
Buzzy's poetry, as well as short fiction, has been published in ezines and print zines. November will mark her third time in the print zine, 69 Flavors of Paranoia.
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