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There’s a sense of comfort in the water. My body glides through as if it...
I’ve never been afraid to bleed. My fingers coated over with dried blood, Yellow crust....
Sometimes when I look into the vast beauty of the ocean, her powerful unforgiving waves,...
When the world ends, I hope you invite me to dinner. I hope we sit under...
looking to the future, i say, “let me rest for once” but time doesn’t listen, she only puts on...
The stuffed animals / scattered / on this bed / search for a spot / on the ceiling to...
Don’t tell me that nothing is perfect, and don’t tell me that ...
Who barred the limestone door? And will he never come again? And won’t it ever...
My daydreams like streams Collect where blue jeans ripple on bare feet. It’s an unbroken...