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The Night Has a Thousand Eyes
I break branches, in my sleep, with soft steps, that tried to be gentle. I am walking, wistful, in the woods, warm winds upon my shoulders, from the fire of the forest. Burning branches, pray for their fallen friends, on the ground, as the world grows smaller, the night grows darker, my mind goes faster.…
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The Girl Who Fell In Love With Death
It has been many months, since I saw you last. Eighteen, to be exact, since our secret trysts stopped, since I sent you away, telling you, it was the last time. It was always the last time. Every time, I don’t expect to see you again, but you follow me, like a phantom, finding me,…
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Cowboy Films
A myriad of matriarchs surround the stereo, someone is making sandwiches, that nobody will taste, but will eat, out of habit, and politeness. I pull down my dress, aiming for knees, I will never reach, wondering what you would think of me, if you weren’t obliged, by family ties, to love me. Generations span the…
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Medicine Cabinet
I made friends with the medicine cabinet. I asked him to take me away, from the house that built me, and I asked it why the house went deaf, every time I went to the door, to tell it my troubles. He told me she had dreams for me, stuffed in her ear, like wax…
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