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A.K.A. KillerSipping cider seductively,courtesy of a killerin 4 inch heels,the room moves around her,more than,moves.She whispers secretsin a stranger..
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Learning To ReadSelling my soul for stardust;one walks inas another walks out,and I am washed in rageand empathy.Spoon-fed Americananot really my bag,..
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Looking to the LeftWaiting for resolutiondoesn’t really “cut it”for this girl,instant gratification,now that’s somethingI can ..
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Hate DepartmentCringing in a cornerdoesn’t suit her,much.She does it anyway.Waitingfor the feelings to change,in bold breathsbreathing.Slipping ..
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GingerSomething was saidof this I’m sure,something in green,something with teeth.Something profound.I lean in tocatch a whisper,but it’s f..
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Reclamation
Project
Sometimes it's the right
decisions
that hurt the most,
that's what she tells
herself anyway.
Only half buying in..
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VinylNot feeling uncomfortablewhen I should,she makes breathingeasier somehow.Letting go of wordsin open arms,a whisper;Forget-me-notspressed in an ol..
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The Two StepI have things I wantto say to her,I do.Thinking independentlyis not my forte however.And it’s fearthat keeps me in check;I send dopp..
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PortraitShe has seenthe sunset,she knows what it is,what it means.Twisting her fingersunconsciously,the anxietyof the moment,the biting saltof ocean a..
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Invisible“Because I AM the moon.”It was a bold statement,winding my way through wheat.Her hands are like mine.Like mine!And I cant remembe..
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