Text of "Fallen:"

She checked the clock, sighed, only ten
minutes till/since
her cigarette
break out in back

next to what she called The Twizzler
Incident where
the red vines were
laid out, to her,

like a thin confectionery
war protest. She
wanted to out-
line it in white.

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