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OyVey

  • Ink-line

    Only white permeates these borders,these lines around your body;a wedged black marker divided your contoursfrom the rest of the blank-static the knife of a suicide, you licked that pen, and ...

    • Poetry
    • Lyrical
    1 min read


Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.
— Mark Twain