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is it spring yet? is the cold over?
i’m stuck in a snow globe a never ending winter we are picturesque on the outside but i’m catching frostbite on my fingertips i am a decaf coffee you drink just to go about… read more
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vulnerability is the last thing i want you to see in me but it is the first thing i look for in you
vulnerability is a forbidden language that sits in my gritted teeth and in the waterline of my eyes. toes tightened to the ground and nails to my palms. the tears pricking at my… read more
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will you peel me like a clementine?
i was nine when i had my first migraine but i sometimes feel its pain above my left eyebrow when i squint and it hurts like my father’s rage and my mother’s grief. the… read more
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what sounds you make
i dream of the city: big flashing lights, skyscraping wonders. the stars not lit here, nothing to guide me home. do you get lost often? when your feet hit the concrete, where do you… read more