Paint flecked
from the ceiling
tinwhitesnowflakes
*
that February
still feels
like it didn’t
exist
my back pages
entire novels
now sparks
free
escaping the chimney
Apr 11, 2025
Apr 11, 2025 at 5:54 PM UTC
Paint flecked
from the ceiling
tinwhitesnowflakes
*
that February
still feels
like it didn’t
exist
my back pages
entire novels
now sparks
free
escaping the chimney
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