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Choosing Light
I have an eclectic palette
But you’re the only taste that matters
I used to roll my eyes when they said
A lover can be your refuge
I thought turbulence feeds my drive
But here we are
And it’s everything to feel safe in your arms
No more flight or fight with shaking hands
And anxiety, an egg in my throat
A sickness that spreads
It always gives back
Feeding its...
Monday 2nd June 2025 2:28 pm
Fingernails
My hands are patterned by ambitions,
these lines on my skin are wishes,
palms marked like the sky after a shooting star
and shining when they interlace with your fingers,
your skin's wrinkles and crinkles.
The crevices of our skin do not match or meet
the way coloured paths on a map synchronise and intercross,
reaching destinations.
We are separate pieces of meat
but
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Monday 31st July 2017 2:40 pm
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