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I thought that you might say it but you…
/ I thought that you might say it, but you didn’t. / You won’t. A sentiment misred / then stutters, useless, like a dampened flint. / No fingers…
This time next month my garden will be fallow. / I will be older in the marked / way we age, my hair unnoticeably / longer. The leaves will have…
1. // A letter you nonchalantly put on the mantel / and forget about. This is sleep deprivation, adulthood: / the handwriting you have wondered…
Subscribed by Stefanie LeJeunesse
My bitches Run a man madLikeWe got a secret languageSigils writIn eyebrows done upMasterful like frames for wise eyesEyeliner done up / Stabby…
I Ain’t Know
I ain’t know sweetness / I remember / Honey hips / Salty lips / Body made delicious / With worship / And delight / With themselves / Skin like /…
The Writer. Age 43.
Can’t drop it low no mo.Booty don’t clapHormones actin a fool.My body singsSad songsWith painAndNew inability. And.....I ain’t tryin’ to hear…
Dena Rash Guzman
yes the heart will stop beating / maybe it’s best to be a star / shining long after its own death / named and noted—light studied / yes the…
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