tangerines
i. roses and roses, that’s all you see. you laugh at the way the moon rises— so romantically. letters and sweaters, dreams and cloudy streams. you look like the sunrise— you look like the sea. ii. i lost you on a sunny day. …
a greek tragedy
there’s a subconscious genius etched in the curve of your shoulder blade.
september 3rd
i got stung by a bee today & cursed in front of my grandpa. my finger swelled up to twice its normal size & i think my heart did too. i tossed the bee to the ground & stomped on it. i saw…
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