this is the beginning, the beginning of a movement...
a trickle of a tickle down my very spine,
with a lick and kick on my very skin;
I can taste the power on my very lips.
In the next few months we will be gathering arms, legs, hands, ears, eyes and toes for a zine like you've never seen.
We want poetry, music, art, photography & love.
We will be gazing at everyone and anyone's navels. Can we gaze at yours?
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