DANCEHALL
JOHANNA GIBSON wet bodies and the sound of the bass the dj’s hands, an ode to creation communion calls at the open bar and everyone takes only the blood this dancehall is a crusade praise and worship for all the things lost a...
Read Moreby ap | Aug 21, 2022 | Johanna Gibson, Poetry 9, PREE 9 | 2 |
JOHANNA GIBSON wet bodies and the sound of the bass the dj’s hands, an ode to creation communion calls at the open bar and everyone takes only the blood this dancehall is a crusade praise and worship for all the things lost a...
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