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  • Poetry > Free Verse
    Exhale the last of your sanity, breathing in the darkness that surrounds as light fades into the blackening sky currents rip you from side to side the pressure of the waves crushing you you're desperately struggling to hold in air all while sinking further down and down into the bottom...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
    Mama used to comb my hair, her delicate hands sweeping locks from my cheeks and using those fragile fingers to untangle little knots that the brush couldn't undo alone. She and I would laugh together as we made up stories about cars droving by the bathroom window, talking about wher...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
    A mug of coffee poured at eight-fifteen is different from a cup at one o'clock in the morning. That's when it starts to smell sickly sweet and reminds me that I'm up alone. I'm not a big fan of coffee, the way it makes my heart race and hands shake the slightest bit like your pale green ey...

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