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Atticus Dec 2022
Mexican food from that joint near your dads
The pooling spotty blood on my bitten lips
My mothers words
My fathers driving

Sadness is
The look she gave me when I told her what he did to me
The burn marks on my hips
Fogged up glasses
Cheap *****
Smoking a cigarette all the way down to the end  

Joy is
His laugh
The way the baby hair on my arms stand up when it’s cold and I feel alive
Italian food made together
Olive jars
Macs soft ears
  Sep 2022 Atticus
Serendipity
I am rotting
and poetry falls from my hands
like leaves
from a hollow tree.
Found this one in my drafts. I am much better now, but I will post it as a momento to the old times.
  Sep 2022 Atticus
Zoe Grace
I really dont know
How i feel at all, but i
Want to feel loved please.
Atticus Sep 2022
I love you.
Have you eaten ?
I love you.
How did that assignment go in the end ?
I love you.
There’s kombucha in the fridge
I love you.
There’s this song I think you’ll like
I love you.
Did you get home okay?
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
  Sep 2022 Atticus
Mitch Prax
Sometimes I wonder
why you stopped loving me
and then I self-reflect
and wonder why I
stopped loving me
too.
  Sep 2022 Atticus
Tawana
I was the first to fall in love
But it’s inevitable that you’ll be the first to leave.
  May 2022 Atticus
Zywa
I looked at his hands
as if there was blood on them
and I cursed him
He stayed calm and read

in my eyes the shape
that he had to put on
to win me
His amorousness pushed boundaries

We had long conversations
and made future
plans for the world
as it should be

with us shining in the middle
as a sun that doesn't need to
be applauded, but simply exists
to share richly what it has

The planets follow their orbits
understanding and friendship drop down
and our hands do the work
Sometimes bleeding
Collection "Freend"
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