Category: Poetry
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oh, how you know me
you fall in love with the flower but you do not see the roots straining to bloom for you
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4/13/19
it is day one. this morning my heart broke in my chest for the second time since august. the jagged leftovers rattled inside me. if i lied on my side they did not threaten to pierce my skin. i stayed in that position and felt like i was compressing into myself until i was a…
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western gaze
you take a trip an exotic vacation on the accents & colors of a divided nation on the lost stories of the people you left with false freedoms & injustice to heft on their backs every day as you continue to look this way with your western gaze feeding off a culture of the silently…
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your cigarettes burn holes in me until I’m smoking insanity love in the third degree burns Trisha Dey
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salt from her eyes into the calm sea into the stormy mind into the thoughts she couldn’t leave behind Trisha Dey
fine heart thief 