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The sun climbs over one mountain just to put shade on another peak. * He was twelve when he died which is better than eleven so I guess he could be happy but I was twelve and a bit so I was pretty sad looking at him with his hair unhair like his lips unlip like … Continue reading
Her stomach blurts out something onto my elbow while she scratches below like an itch and the night listens to how our bodies moan as day rushes to peek at us too * This is the end so let’s at least pretend we’re excited as we were in the beginning while we barter over an organ … Continue reading
Met this kid who asked why I looked the way I looked and I said it’s cause I wanted to look the way I looked and he said it wasn’t much to look at and I saw myself for the first time, though I had to look away. * You’re a poet so you should … Continue reading
It was just a mistake, which I suppose all things are like how I’m holding her hand with my fingers loose around her knuckles the way an innocent man grips onto an electric chair as she adds that that was a mistake too, which I suppose all things are like the uncontrolled splatter she sits … Continue reading
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