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CLAW, Robert Beveridge

November 4, 2017 barkingsycamores 0

Claw by Robert Beveridge your nails run over the skin of your wrist saw back and forth and you ask me why it doesn’t hurt “it’s supposed to hurt” I want to take your hand […]

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ALLISON, Robert Beveridge

October 5, 2017 barkingsycamores 0

Allison by Robert Beveridge the scratch of pastel over the rough page. shapes that form and fall away, become new shapes. the fire that drives your hand across the paper. mountains ask you for a […]

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LOCKJAW, Robert Beveridge

September 5, 2017 barkingsycamores 0

Lockjaw by Robert Beveridge The sandman is your enemy, the intruder who carves away your awareness of the wolves who live in space and skin. Coffee and micronaps can only take you so far, however, […]