Three poems by Conor Hultman

Feb 5
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who wet flock gleeful my bank

swell lame no fire slips

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places specific

opens please rear shines

my girl rides that stick

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time fortune

etc. journey

ROMANTIC

LIFE

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Man in glasses kneels in a store aisle petting a black cat on a shelf. Shelves stocked with pet food and cleaning supplies. Cardboard box nearby.

Conor Hultman lives in New York, New York.

Conor is on X @conorhultman

Buy Conor Hultman's first book DOE: https://www.cloak.wtf/print/doe

3 Comments

Feb 05

RRW

Feb 05

good poem cuz !

Conor Hultman

Feb 08

Replying to

Thank you cousin <33

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