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Trip | Katherine Hancock
AMO TE
Tanvi Kongara and Celese Gierhart
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Iām īnvītus amēns velīt cachīnnos Ēt cēnām sine mē; fugīt amōrem. Cēdēs āb pietā favēsque pāppo. Nōn crēdīs mihi aut amōri, Pōlla? Dā mē aut rapiō amōris ōmnem English Translation: I love you
Now the unwilling lover would like laughter And dinner without me; she flees from my love. You will go away from my devotion and give favor to that old man. Do you not trust me or my love, Polla? Give it to me or I take all of your love.

Catherine Dedman
the screen illuminates the dark room flashes bright forces insecurities into light bumpy skin. yellow teeth. double chin.
altered body flaunted on Instagram skin smoothed. teeth whitened. fat shifted.
the photo edited for Two days posted Two days ago liked Two hundred times
the screen protects a secret quarantines emotions anonymizes each individual stress. anxiety. depression. calculated captions deceive followers
funny. carefree. happy. the comment deliberated for Two hours posted Two minutes ago conned Two hundred followers
the screen clicks off extinguishes the light assassinates the Instagram identity. Darkness envelopes what remains.