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Missing People
I still remember
Cold faces in my bedroom
Smiling women in the dark
Slicked hair, teeth sharp
I still remember
The man whose legs
Popped out from under my bed
And I screamed
Broad daylight was frightening
Heart speeding, head beating
The men who moved closer towards me
All I could do was freeze
I’d stare back
With sucked breath, shaking knees
Day afte...
Monday 23rd June 2025 8:29 pm
Acknowledge me
It reaches further than "please fuck me" or "don’t touch me"
It’s a liminal in-between
A line we like to call blurry
But I never asked you to undress me
My body abandoned me
My words went slurry
Tongue too thick to go beyond a mumble
Kind sir escorted me to save me from stumble
Four times play on my mind
One of them I even forgot
Until it accosted me during a usual d...
Friday 12th January 2024 5:07 pm
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