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Like tiny black hole ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ crystals draping the skin ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤof a bride sucking all the light in ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ such that beyond that bleakly ㅤ ㅤ dark exterior & the ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ drastic gravitational pull ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ

I’m a mess of broken hearts thrown in a drawer ㅤ and I tell you I feel nothing now eyes still like gazelle’s but not liquid nomore just coarse ㅤmechanical ㅤ like love it doesn’t matter if you turn back

Please don’t ever become a stranger whose laugh I could recognize anywhere. ㅤ ~Taylor Swift. New Year’s Day “How peaceful mother Ida lies today, I over her, under the incessant pines, and the elastic sky

every contemporary poet is either a woman or queer.ㅤ ㅤ it’s almost an achievement, an empowering phenomenon. no I don’t consider men my creator now–– the only job they’re left with is to preserve some

and I am infumed. ㅤ ㅤ I missed that word you hypocrite ㅤ you jerk you have no right to be in this room witnessing this monumental display of art. I am infuriated because she resembles my aunt & I hate

if there wouldn’t be no could-have-beens & should-have-beens, this won’t be called life. they hold the ideas of faith & afterlife & heavens. ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ to forget the past, I go from rooms