i miss what i cannot have
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One too quick, I once called it…
Bone-weary stylus, embraced By her maroon stained metacarpus, Traces familiar trails- In attempt to recall His tender waves.
My corruption; After Tennyson’s Claribel; Association of Women in Kosovo Police; IF; Heat; From Me…
If I fled, I’d be found. If I bled, I’d be bound.
If I escaped, I’d be lost. If I cried, I’d be tossed.
Immolation; I Could Care Less; Mourning; I’ve Tried So Hard To Forget; A Response to Your Message (A Little Too Late)
I was born in a burning house.
I said, “Why ever move, Red?”; Spillway; Aeolian Blues; Infinity; Pink As a Storm
A man with a face by Tintoretto told me that his feet were cold and that he wondered would I trade my shoes for his. Nord Americano, he said, pointing at my green-piped black Nike Jokers.