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the breeze stole my solidity, the sunshine my complexion I want to say I’m sorry, I think there is so much love in me that the acid in my...

I am overcome with grief but the minute I try to name it it subsides burrows away to somewhere inside me I cannot reach I am too big for...

the heavy ticking of a clock I can’t find in a room I’ve never slept in before echoing the sounds of the clock in my grandmother’s living...