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Coitus and kisses devoid of love. Gravida, zero; para, none. Rejected by interviews with matriarchy. Still... Her heart like the sun warms those a..

I told you to leave! But I didn't mean it. I was drunk with chagrin, And fumed with ire It didn't occur to me that, I was fueling an insatiable f..

Love's a burning flame, Icarus flying too close tothe sun, Ashes spiraling to the floor,Slowly.

You travel through the wind. But never once through my pile of leaves You are infectious Crawl up my spine. Meningitis. When you sp..

Where are you, when I need you the most? When my fears and insecurities threaten to consume me? As if they haven’t already. You walked ..

Replaying that scene in my head,A thousand times over. Bated breathsPupil dilates Allowing light into my myopia vision. Heart palpitating in ..

I was good enough, I guess. When in your abject values I would dress. I forced your pantaloons upon my wide hips. And smeared your cherry-red..

I know it now, his story. How he had been adopted. Broken. He had not found love. Finite Love. He’s not perfect. But he’..

I wrote this for a good friend of mine, as she left for college before I did.

Conversations lasting a minute; Then memories fade away with faces. What then is the purpose of our encounter? For it is said that when p..