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the boys from the village heard that we were a witch -- that we told stories and licked blood off of knives, that we brewed toads and centipedes into our ...

I ask if they are real. they say they are brothers; one writes and the other puts out fires with teeth, eats up everything that everyone else makes. they are ...

being meek minded people plant themselves in the voice of me as if i am god -- i speak and light blooms in the trellis of their bones, bursts from ...

Totally forgot it was GMT time! Oops. 4.1 It is autumn now. It is best to remember that. There are many things dying here: first we find a dead bird ...

4.1 It is autumn now. It is best to remember that. There are many things dying here: first we find a dead bird nestled in the branches of the Pyracantha ...

For praying - They are massive. They have grown longer than I have been alive, have rooted themselves into the foundations of the house. When I get down on my ...

2.1 "loosening" he curls like a seashell or conch: limbs whispering into mine shallow and quiet. I can hear his breathing in my ear. some times, he is the ocean ...

I'll join up

1.1 by the time we were home, the bottom halves of our black dresses were brown with dust. the funeral was short, did not encompass the world. it was outdoors, ...

this is gonna be a sporadic thing

im a thug irl

the trees did not grow eyes to watch us.

I know I don't have any likes on this poem, but jeez

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