NOW YOU KNOW.
there is a taste of blood in my mouth / my knuckles are tight and i can barely breathe / being in the room with…
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CALL LOG.
OUTGOING PHONE CALL — 2:18 PM (I NEED YOU. PLEASE DON’T HANG UP.) [ 2:19PM ] — hey baby, what’s up? [ 2:20PM ] —…
I Can’t Make My Bed
the pomegranates on my bedside are frozen and I am unable to move. you aren’t here – why aren’t you here? my curtains, my sorrowful,…
loveliest
i grieve over you like a lamb slaughtered in the summertime / half-eaten apples turned brown / i don’t know what i’d do / with…
daughter to mother
when this tenderness decays, what will become of the honey on the table? what’s my hand if it can’t be held by yours? will the…
where do you draw the line?
by the time the line is drawn, i am too weak, too fragile and spent to make any sort of emphasis on it. i am…
wolfhound
I BITE WITH THESE TEETH. WHEN I SMILE YOU’LL SEE MY JAWS ARE DISLOCATED AND MY MOUTH CURLS UP IN SUCH A WAY THAT WILL…