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May 2020
Picnics under rays of cancer

continuously in center.

I wish I could have mentioned
I wish I could have mentioned

Drawings of my dead mother

Foreplay to no end

Endless laughter with no beginning

I hope I still have time

I hope you still allow
for me to say,
thank you.

Nightmares filled with little girls

Clovers of two cloves

what am I supposed to do with this information?

I guess I’ll just hold on to this information.

Picnics in a sandstorm
Under rays of cancer
Is how I portray my feelings
of loving you

at your center.
Written by
Mayara Giorno
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