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  Mar 2019 Catharsis
Stained Glass
,,
Our backs
have stories
no books have the spine to carry and
Our minds cannot be trapped in between the lines of a notebook
Because people are not poetry
  Mar 2019 Catharsis
Stained Glass
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"She was like a siren.
She collected the affections of those around her,
keeping them like toys,
to be used once or twice when bored."
  Mar 2019 Catharsis
Loser
You may have noticed that I write frequently about the ocean.
It's because it's so beautiful, yet I'm so terrified of it,
Like you.
  Mar 2019 Catharsis
be-no-one
I pray
that beings
learn to love beings
instead of things.
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