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Building dark blanket forts Climbing up into my small closet in the hall Placing pillows in the bathtub and falling asleep My tiny car The library's long, narrow aisles My face in his neck His arm around my waist Sleeping bags that curl up around me The Itty bitty kitchen in my old house Laying on my blanket and rolling myself up into a taco A single seat on a charter bus for 23 hours A road trip from oklahoma to DC (no stops) Sitting in the cabinet and crying My small spaces bring me comfort and peace
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Jun 13, 2017
Jun 13, 2017 at 11:23 PM UTC
claustrophilia
Building dark blanket forts Climbing up into my small closet in the hall Placing pillows in the bathtub and falling asleep My tiny car The library's long, narrow aisles My face in his neck His arm around my waist Sleeping bags that curl up around me The Itty bitty kitchen in my old house Laying on my blanket and rolling myself up into a taco A single seat on a charter bus for 23 hours A road trip from oklahoma to DC (no stops) Sitting in the cabinet and crying My small spaces bring me comfort and peace
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17/F/Oklahoma
Jun 13, 2017
Jun 13, 2017 at 11:23 PM UTC
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