I hit my head against the refrigerator
like a boa constrictor wrapping me in a chill
it's not the words we use
it's the energies behind them
Calm and resolute
versus
jubilated and unrestrained
my
grime.
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Soaking up the rain and whipping spit of the waves, as he stood next to the ocean of my memory, a fire hydrant in a red windbreaker, glaring...
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"Well...that was dramatic." I didn't know what he meant until I saw the ink spilled everywhere and the moths in her hair like ...