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to simply breathe the rain,
to be the quiet night
that sets upon the city.
feel no remorse, no pity,
no joy and no delight,
no pleasure and no pain.
to be the quiet night
that sets upon the city.
feel no remorse, no pity,
no joy and no delight,
no pleasure and no pain.
Literature
The swerve
I tore my flesh on the corner of the lake & bled in cubes
and my best friend knew the weight of my green eyes and tried to sell them
and the spring left me heavy in my skin and the air she breathed me
tasted of umami and B12 and water. I drank it all in just like water
and began the aviary process of collecting budding groves and early springs.
you came to me with eyes like empty jars begging for sparks
and the hundred scraps of paper of pretty lies in pretty cursives,
the firefly wings and peonies and ocean salts and river rocks
and you were the first one capable of rustling the dead leaves
at the creek floor, so those went in, too.
Literature
Self story
Fell off cliff. Saved by ground.
Literature
School irony
English teachers stressed over tense lessons.
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you have put what I have tried to explain to people into words.