sister

pin me past the seasons.
my chest hums out,
my jaw reacted
because of weeks
heavy against confession.
that prick felt sharper
made by yellow’s reflection
restored in our familiar skies.

sun is sometimes
but always..

paired,
we are similar blue eyes–
those are harder to escape from.

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About Robyn

"If you haven't known insanity, you haven't lived."
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