Category Archives: Love

fading

i can’t find comfort in stretched canvas the way i use to. i see how you catch pigments between a watering colour— i spill. it’s the only way we know beauty, yet we’re dying. “we’re dying,” i said. i said. … Continue reading

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Mist of Azure

there, you begin. between a foreign utterance, you compel. “your blue is just bleu,” and nothing else. notice the namesake; yet she is as metallic as they come. as she comes to you by smoke with the lush of her … Continue reading

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those confessions

those stories from before… they synch us at our ankles so we lean to left as though leaving would tie the knot out of our stomachs. then we remind ourselves of our stories thereafter… we both despise the thought of … Continue reading

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A coral coloured cast.

My knight, I’m going mad in the shadows that the palm trees cast. Cast. Cast.                                        Casted, they were, for a play. Asked, they were, to vibrate like foreplay in the shadows we held over head. We were drowning in saliva … Continue reading

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As Robyn

I live in brittle bones’ cage built of sage & his sibylline crystal– This flutter feels sinful. Pinched within weight, choke me by chain– We pulse by sweat beads beat in sweet ornate dew drooled over my chest.. His is … Continue reading

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hollow breath of prairie’s

butterfly me open. my ribs will crack gradience into            oblivion. flesh will fall in polite immure over stems f r a c t u r e d. and i am feeble thistles. wildfire: hold me in summertimes, hold my … Continue reading

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as we dim

take me in bites. take me in bites. overwrite           me–           you are memory. teeth grind for florescence– i am white. no, i am errored. i am flushed for innocence: such rush feeds my senses until pure binary blackens this lives … Continue reading

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Under Grains

The sand is ultra violet here, hear– I can’t. no ration, passion seeps through me until I’m painted in plastic and forget, I forgot, oh forget it. My heart melts with shine or mistic parades; starbursts into my soul between … Continue reading

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Splash* (revisited)

I want to collect you in buckets– drop by drop. When they said time might fly it was because they heard it could stop. We started those rumours, proving them by storms as children jump in puddles;                they admire our … Continue reading

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Ever Even More

This comfort feels out-dated in the way I feel we’ve been “forever.” And I’m fine with that. In fact, I could lay here for some “ever” even more. I think we’ve been over this before…

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