One night she fell asleep in the car down the street from the apartments
I snuck out of the car and walked home
I slept on our doormat
I wanted to take the house keys, but she would wake if I did
The porch, laying on my rolled-up hoodie
The stars gave me peace of mind
I pretended I could sleep
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18 Years of God Damn Bullshit: A Memoir
Non-FictionPoems and stories from my chaotic life because I love to trauma dump with sexy words. Be kind, and enjoy <3
