alison-macneilWhisper

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BlueInfrared. / Casting shadows / in the alley
21
Nov 28, 2011
Cloves and CinnamonI take my shoes off at your door. / It is Christmas eve. / The walls are paper thin, and the lantern
14
Mar 22, 2012
Little girlThe little girl came to me, with / fever in her eyes. She laid her / sweaty palm on my breast.
21
Jan 22, 2012
PendantThis pen feels like a cut / a sore, a bleeding pendant / On my finger
15
Jan 24, 2012
PitchYour paleness is Pitch / against Winter's bite / it's all over your Skin
8
Jan 24, 2012
Regrets like SeizuresRegrets like seizures wake me / Upon me, upon me, dawn / There is a noose in the sheets
18
Jan 20, 2012
ResuscitateTranquilize my heart with / Soft Shocking / I'm the best you'll ever have.
5
Jan 24, 2012
RumorLanguage lives in the dark / Words on my tongue / stories of the streets
15
Nov 28, 2011
SlowI see your walk, through / my kohl eyes. / Your mirrored approach uninvited.
8
Jan 24, 2012
SnowThe snow is beautiful out tonight, / i say from inside the black room / There is a candle on the floor.
42
Jan 22, 2012
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