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kirra
22/F/barcelona
i never when home i never packed that bag that I thought you owned but always kept a key I put it in my house with my new family tell me what you need what's the time there? is it two or three? i was only 18 new phone number new id
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Apr 9, 2024
Apr 9, 2024 at 9:53 AM UTC
duets with myself
how much longer until im like my father black truck pick up just enough new ink turquoise sink wash myself clean and wonder how much longer till I'm like my father cross the boarder I feel I'm older black truck pick up just enough
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Apr 9, 2024
Apr 9, 2024 at 9:48 AM UTC
mexico
you got it good get away weekend cross country mission you got the warm heat a big jacket with big shoulders you dress it down you consider parts less worn in you got it good a friend as a lover saying all the right things going another day solving the song surrendering to solitude you listen to molly neilson and it feels true swallowing things whole remembering how it started you got it good
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Apr 9, 2024
Apr 9, 2024 at 9:46 AM UTC
north
shallow bowl half of a whole peering into my peers carving a small hole silk sweat salt small skin shapes song swinging between two sides one that's friendship one that's at the bottom of the bowl I've known you for a while now but you haven't always smelt this way I met you when it was only sweat met/melt met/melt met/melt met/melt
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Apr 9, 2024
Apr 9, 2024 at 9:19 AM UTC
met/melt
in a heat of yellown and brown I damp everything quickly so all holds moisture overnight I smudge my hands making the oil even all over and I start to run run fast to my home to clean for people I love and people I don't know I'm so happy I could cry right here on this metro bench does it matter the things we said that day? does it matter the things we will say on another? I feel alive now and I'm excited to see people smile in my kitchen I love it when she comes into my room when we are unwell I might never be able to tell her in the right way composing a language from all of my pasts and all of hers they may not translate but if I can feel the love I have for her in the eyes of a stranger I know my time with her has been a free fall down a path where we are living in our souls pocket writing love letters and hate letters in our head like its an occupation spilling them out on our white tile floor moping and only spreading things around more at least its even all over at least its both of ours
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Apr 9, 2024
Apr 9, 2024 at 9:12 AM UTC
for anna at the end of january
coming home is an inhale with certainty coming home is a familiar twist crying in my mother's bed making coffee too strong my favorite mug is all of them coming home is feeling how much I've changed and knowing how much I once understood coming home is an exhale of gratitude
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Jul 17, 2023
Jul 17, 2023 at 7:42 PM UTC
everything ive always known would be
I'll be away for a month am I selling the American Dream? toes turn outwards we don't walk here I now have a big truck for my big things on big days am I wrong for what I believe is right? I don't think your English is bad and I don't like how we are speaking in my mother tongue I lay on the hood of my big black truck selling the American Dream Desire is a pain but longing is a tool in a world where the mundane is a temporary pattern He wears the sun as a cloak that drags in uneven ways down thin roads I moved my finger over what was once chiseled and now soft
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Jul 17, 2023
Jul 17, 2023 at 7:36 PM UTC
Miles to you
I saved my day by sorting through and throwing away I saved the bottle of rosé I chose again a story dipped in red they all come from my head I stole the look It was the only thing I took I chose the movie over the book And I don't even want it I don't even hear the things she says I don't want to go down on her I don't wanna tell her its the end I can't really do things for her I can only be a friend I don't want to go down on her I don't wanna tell her its the end
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Jul 17, 2023
Jul 17, 2023 at 7:33 PM UTC
of my own
she got quiet, not that she wasn't before eyelids closed shiny rims wet eyelashes to convince: "it's good that you are leaving" I have trouble believing I've done this 6 times she told me thank you for not wanting to change her even when she wanted to change herself
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Jul 17, 2023
Jul 17, 2023 at 7:28 PM UTC
vows
[...] but that knowing was not for her and it was not for me. I wanted it. She said she couldn't and moved her chin up. [...]
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Jul 17, 2023
Jul 17, 2023 at 7:24 PM UTC
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