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LL May 5
having a blacksmith
for a father always set
the house on fire — some
children get tempered like steel —
some get brittle like charcoal
2025/076
LL May 5
the thing about it
walking for miles with storm clouds
overhead is that
the sun becomes a distant
memory, and the shade — home
2025/075
LL May 4
I carry you like
old locks fastened to a bridge —
I unlock nothing
2025/074
LL May 4
I carry you with
me — heavy keys to locks that
I no longer have
2025/073
LL May 4
silence, your silence
is not a void — it is a
warmth I come home to
2025/072
LL May 4
muffle every groan
and moan,
                     and whimper,
                                                 and sigh
with your mouth on mine
2025/071
LL May 3
you only water
the plants when you need them to
flower and bear fruit
2025/070
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