what a delicious fog
Being together
what a delicious fog you’ve offered me under the hot slam of the full moon only breath and bass sounding…
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some mirrors
Poetry
some mirrors are so extraordinarily unflattering they should be banned it’s what i thought in that sweet little bathroom at…
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i’m always that girl
Being together
i’m always that girl whose sprints you clocked in the park on sundays can still hear wow, that was your…
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they come at me:
Deep play
they come at me: delicious word bombs that drop into my days drip sweet, messy explosions so that i say…
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when you withdraw
Being together
when you withdraw something in me dies angrily i miss your spirit spit on a cruel world press my palm…
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meet me
Being together
meet me on the stage of this erotic theatre don’t hide (me) in the wings step forward into the light…
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