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the sun in my hand a weight dragging me down into the grave i wanted to bear its grace even as its seeping away my health a spell i cast ...

napo day 1 "guard dog" was it already in my bones this corruption of which you speak that positions me under your ladder in your societal view less than a ...

yellow ochre sunswirl reflection skin soft with lights deflection warm and tan blue eyes dilation teeth like pearls bared in amazement a mirror of everything you love so brazen you ...

@euphory thank you so much!

i am septic blood in a womb not enough of a problem to remove until i might stand a chance of killing the fetus thats already dead and i've already ...

my mother tried to hold me underwater until the bubbles stopped when i was five maybe thats why i'm obsessed with drowning your silken hair looks like the perfect riverbed ...

thank you @euphory im having so much fun doing the drawings alongside the poems !!

the water reflecting off your back settles over your skin in a dull blue glow like moonlight and you cast no shadow sunlight pours like ichor from your eyes and ...

my skeleton has a hangnail ahaha do you think that's possible technically horns are both nails and bones so are nails bones will they stay they turn to slime when ...

in this poem thread i will be using intentionally dark untasteful and unsightly humor in relationship with death and if you aren't prepared for that this isn't a good thread ...

is nothing sacred? i yell at disproportionate volume as a car makes a meer opposum of me what is this an ER for ants? it has to be at least ...

INDEX: - - - - - the sunlight reflects on my windshield like a miniature atom bomb touched down and the light hits my eyes in a million refractory glimmers ...

i bind my fingers in sewing patch ribbons as i look at the sun outside my window meandering cloth between my fingers winding and overlapping a homemade oven mit to ...

congratulations!!!!!!!!

dont look at the sun when adjusted to darkness let the moon guide you