Mar 2020
the last time you held fire in your throat
and it spread
like a wave
to your fingertips
so you shivered
not from anxiety
and you were excited
to be yourself for a day
and it spread
like a wave
to your fingertips
so you shivered
not from anxiety
and you were excited
to be yourself for a day
(17/F/cayman islands)
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