Katie Clark

Katie Clark Sep 2014

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You are the art
of decomposition, self-fulfilling prophecy
I am the subtext
You never learned to read

Katie Clark Sep 2014

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I recoil from a gentle hand
preferring instead the witch's bottle of your smile.

Katie Clark Sep 2014

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Yours
No matter how loudly I insist otherwise

Katie Clark Sep 2014

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They lit me on fire
Now I burn days like dried leaves

Katie Clark Sep 2014

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The weight of words
The weight of silence

Katie Clark Sep 2014

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Night closes and we spin glass from memory.

Katie Clark Sep 2014

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Premonitions of schadenfreude.