a collection of poems about the devouring.
what is the devouring?
you already know.
ask your belly who it cries to when you are dreaming.
these are only excerpts from poems published on my medium blog.
the original versions of these poems along w...
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everlasting
a poem
frame me on the petal of a welted yellow primrose or a creeping buttercup. or bury me beneath a sleeping willow tree. it's the only way for me to live beyond this finite existence. so i fill my being with fantasies of a life as a big daddy hydrangea.
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