saturated goodbyes
fickleness
stretched across my starry sky
etched in parts across critical elements
like the lines on my thighs
that ripple across my skin like waves that washes across shores like tides.
//e.b.
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DIRTY LAUNDRY
Poetryjust another underrated poetry book, a poetic photograph of the saddest months of my life from Jan 2016- May 2016 ***BEWARE PROFANITY***
