…………………………………someone says this. Love, an all-night spectacle. Whiskey humming in your blood at dawn. The door is unlocked. Morning highlights your backs, pressed together like lonely bookends. You won’t sleep alone, and you can’t sleep together. It’s a tired act. All elbows, cramped necks. Ignore the ticking of the standalone clock, a constant reminder of […]
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This is where I like to go before I get to the cracked vase of our life together. The places we once existed but no longer fit right, taken at a time before things didn’t make sense, not because I couldn’t understand them but because I was a child, I shouldn’t have had to. A […]
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After we slung our rotten insults, after we slammed every door, after we clawed the headboard paint instead of saying, sorry, after I dropped the tea cup just to hear something shatter, I woke to the smell of you making coffee. I could already taste the sweet cream. There you were in your Sunday morning smile, […]
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I lived that life on the other end of your father’s cigarette it was too many years and too many steps along the lines of the manicured grass who knew every fog could blacken my body with the lines of a train track ? will we ever forget the feeling of being seventeen going onto […]
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