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 Oct 2016 mira
ravendave
First Kiss
 Oct 2016 mira
ravendave
Teeth and tongues collide-
My heart melts inside-
Teenage hands unsteady-
O ****, it's over already.
 Oct 2016 mira
ravendave
The guests have gone. No one came to stay.
All the cigarettes have burned away.

Mother wishes she could drink some more.
The bourbon bottles have no more to pour.

Her anger turns to tenderness instead.
Her ***** kisses send us off to bed.
 Oct 2016 mira
ravendave
in winter
she waits in empty twilight
for her lover
 Sep 2016 mira
remington carter
when the moon
blinked, he saw

me, angry
but not mad. i

have stars under
my tongue.  i
won’t swallow

and my bones
scream to be let out
from under my skin—

they are the fire
on the surface
don't wake me. i'm not dreaming
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