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 Feb 2017 Vira Indigo
Sierra
I didn’t want your commitment,
Maybe just a little bit of your time.
 Feb 2017 Vira Indigo
Hayleigh
She melts in between my lips
With the urgency and beauty
Of snowflakes on fingertips.
I wrote my thoughts
On parchment as soft as your skin
Hoping I would finally
Feel something again.
With ink as red
As the blood of your lips,
Oh darling how,
Did we end up like this?
 Feb 2017 Vira Indigo
Little Bird
I wish you wouldn't look for me in my poems
Contrary to popular belief,
I wish you would look for yourself in them
 Feb 2017 Vira Indigo
Sierra
I know that I spend time writing paragraphs
whenever you haunt me
but I’m sure you haven’t dedicated so much as a letter
to my memory
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