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  • you win today, Rain.

    [xxv] we choke on the flames lining the necks from chins to chests, backs to breasts. we'll swallow saliva to quell the burning. we'll shut our eyes pushing tears down our throats. we'll hold our pride deeply in never s…

  • what traced your lips was not lipstick. my finger orthogonally pressed upon your parallel pink lips firm and telling beckon momentary silence; no, we're not allowed to do this. my thoughts- we can not! we will not. will…

  • ode to college and a tainted bed: you never felt better dead

    [1] he had a fascination with the weather. he wrote about it all the time. he had told me once: "i watched the feathery clouds glide over me and the rain clouds roll in. I watched the umbrellas open and the people rush…

  • coral reef

    sharpied artist names on a receipt. dirty jeans and mismatched socks on his feet. "where's your rhythm, mister? i inhale your blues." oh. oh-ohh. mm mm. oh. oh ohh. mmmmm. oh. mmm mmmm hm hm hm hmmm hm hmmm mmmm. oh. s…

  • hold off; i created different gaits for each letter of the alphabet. i left you all the marshmallows in my cereal. i'm a trapeze failure with a pocket full of floss. one day, i hope to see you walking 'i', jogging 'l'…

  • it's just one of those things you tell yourself so that you feel better, y'know? -------------------------------------------- sometimes pessimism of what you can't have is optimism of not having it. "look on the brigh…

  • lucky number 7

    is a tight-rope dreamer and a safety net of floss. open wide, miss demeaner. 'll never have enough gauze. oh, terrible, terrible. 'll tip more than what is known. 's the chateaux of tomorrow, not the castle of demain. …

  • .

    and i tasted smoke and rain in lieu of luscious body. hello, dear cloud. you dim my light so hard. please pardon my empty heart. good bye, darling trees. i'm drained and have nothing left to give. you don't want any st…

  • Proceeding

    paused, i stand there at the kitchen sink. i turn the dial counterclockwise discreetly imagining my mounted analog curling backwards in perfect sync with the rest of the technologically advanced digitals and borderline o…

  • two

    I am the dangerously sharp fronts between the moonlight and the darkness mapping every figure's breaking point.

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