I digest your promises like leadweighed down by your flippancyApologies turn to ash when they leave your lipsWhen I choke on them I can almost taste t..
The safety of the closet sickened by the smell of himTangled up in the hoodies I used to wind around my waistBecause it smelled like youin the dark I ..
I began writing this with the foolish confidencethat I am capable of naming this griefIgnorant to believe any adjective that I attribute to this sense..