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 Mar 11 Khoisan
Ryan O'Leary
When I was young
I used to be an
Anarchist, but now
I am Prostate
They even gave me
WC access card
For emergencies so
I can P for free
Urinate I mean not a
Parking place
The warmth of your breath against my neck,
your beard as it caresses my cheek,
your eyes as they meet my lips,
your fingers twirling a strand of my hair,
the letters of my name tip toeing off your tongue,
they demand my heart to burst in love with you.
 Mar 11 Khoisan
Ari
The words,
Bang,
Thud,
Echo,
in my head.
They trap me,
cage me,
weigh me down.

"You're stupid"

"You're worthless"

"No one likes you"

I'm imprisoned in my own mind.
Will I ever be free?
said old people fold notes
&
i felt insulted.

she said it bothered her a lot
when she counted them.

we should keep them flat
&
others may agree
 Mar 11 Khoisan
hannah
i track the time
with each branch that grows
on the tree you planted
all those years ago

it was on a whim
you let the seed drop
"i'm here forever"
and yet, you're not

i track the time
with each leaf that sprouts
i'm here forever
i'll watch you, sprout
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