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Staff note: This is touching.
Our bodies carve
through the mist,
like the woods are carved
by worn trails.
...
Nothing hurts more than
a paper cut from a page
that contains a blade of
poetry.
your heart is swollen to make your breasts appear larger
and flowers have more colors, even the dying ones
and some mornings, you see him...
Letters anyone? If you’re interested click here.
Letters anyone? If you’re interested click here.
Letters anyone? If you’re interested click here.
Through the glow of the neon lights, the t.v. on in the background, selling me your soul. You remove your mask to reveal something ugly. Pretentious. Something that is never going to call me again. You kiss my neck. My extremities are frozen. My skin is pale. Through the snow and the ice, I came here. Walked like a pilgrimage, through the promise land, to your bed. Your skin is smooth, you ignore my shaking, a wolf howls in the background. When it is over, I go home. Through the snow and the ice. I am frozen.