

Untitled, Part IBirth and death.Untitled, Part I
We attach symbolism to these words like garlands around the necks of the deceased. Religion and its connotations, live for a hereafter, God seems made for the eternally optimistic.
My mother was sent outside when my grandmother went into labour. She doesn't remember much of that day. The old midwife chewing pakoor, her veined hands bustling over clean towels and heated water. My grandfather, jaws clenched, pacing the kitchen and feeding the blackened woodfire stove. There were other women around, their silhouettes painted abstract against memory's eye.
My mother doesn't remember much of


Make-BelieveDrowning out thoughts from the morning hours, I play soloist to fancy and make-believe.Make-Believe
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Paper dolls and penciled smiles across feint grey lines and bent paperback spines.
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Drowning out the morning hours I dream of you and wish for more


KindredIKindred
We read poetry together On those nights,
Those nights when
Cold hopelessness would Exude from our bones.
Sylvia and her lilies, lilies
Kindred we are.
II
We carry love
As stones in our pockets, Dragging us to drown into Speculation and silence.
III
We awaken in the morning hours.
Before dawn, before light, We roam the constellations we created. Tangible only in this dream-state, We exist.
Overwhelmed

half-hearted valentineit's another pose like broken but standard issue and offense (defensive)half-hearted valentine
and perhaps (I know) the pieces are wrong but they still make a shape in the dark I can touch them
so if you're still looking for a heart (to beat) every last one here is the last one
here in the dark you can touch them
darling if you're still looking for someone (to be) with a number of nights and malfunctioning lights (and promises like)
dear in the dark I can touch you
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i forgot u had a da.
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"I am free, no matter what rules surround me. If I find them tolerable, I tolerate them; if I find them too obnoxious, I break them. I am free because I know that I alone am morally responsible for everything I do."
- R.A. Heinlein
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The apex of contradiction.
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