GelatinA Poem by Emmy J.M. Powell
I cannot get rid of
this empty feeling it's as if I took a tablespoon in my hand and hollowed myself out like a past-ripe cantaloupe Time is like off-brand gelatin and I gobble it up
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1 Review Added on October 14, 2015 Last Updated on March 29, 2019 AuthorEmmy J.M. PowellAbout22 year old hag with frequent mental collapse, a mineral collection, and an addiction to reptiles “And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to.. more..Writing
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