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crysholly
crysholly
reclaiming my voice
rocks held my troubles & got tossed in the ocean where they sank deeply in the depths of the roaring cage that couldn’t arrest my soul. i thanked the moon & watched as her body glowed and waned to a milky curve – crescent, like the smile of a satisfied lover. the waves met me at the shore longing to embrace but instead whispering in between tender crashes, you are hallowed, not hollow you are hallowed, not hollow. i understood.
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Mar 28, 2018
Mar 28, 2018 at 2:40 PM UTC
r+c
i write because paper always listens
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Mar 11, 2018
Mar 11, 2018 at 5:44 PM UTC
loose thoughts.
the pang never hit me hard and fast like the ****** of a sword into the bull’s back no blood left my body as you, the matador buried the dagger in the ***** you once called home i lay under you unfazed by the blow spectators whirling flags and cheering you on. when this is all done don’t drag me to the stall to plaster my ruptured heart as you would a bedroom wall leave it dispersed in the dirt, I don't need it after all.
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Jun 1, 2017
Jun 1, 2017 at 4:54 PM UTC
estocada.
give me back the days when you’d press me like a flower against the wall and whisper little nothings so cinnabon sweet they’d swirl around my head all day. when we’d walk spring streets coated in magnolia leaves you, mr. chivalry curbside, protecting every milky bone in my body. i crave one more afternoon tangled in sheets with you, fingers tracing places i want discovered by you only. another beeswax flavored kiss, to get me through the solstice not yet gone, already missing you.
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Jun 1, 2017
Jun 1, 2017 at 4:51 PM UTC
him.
with water color ink made permanent with a pin an emerald garden grew from the surface of her skin the sight was divine the branches aligned & through the cracks poured sunlight in. the honeysuckles oozed the hollyhocks seeped as chartreuse hummingbirds dank nectar through their beaks. by her favorite birthmark hanging from a tree was a silver web of silk gossamer and dazzling. with each image set, pressed onto her skin her flesh turned bright red like the rosehips near her ribs.
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Feb 14, 2017
Feb 14, 2017 at 9:34 PM UTC
laura.