I sipped my coffee in the morning,
I stared at him,
he stared at his phone,
I stared off into space.

Have you ever looked at your lover and thought he looks kind of familiar?
Have you sat in silence too tired to talk because if you dare speak it will turn into war?
Ever wondered who he actually is when you hear him on the phone at night?
Have you ever looked at him and realized
why your ...

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There is something particularly unnerving

when we exist in 2 places at once

I find it incredibly discerning

we shapeshift to align with our lies

we keep our name and composure

we walk with our little heads high, 

but behind us is a trail of bodies

of those we sacrificed to live this life. 

They were suffocated by screams

we could have easily heard 

but they were ...

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I am not fruit ripe for the picking, 

my indigestible flesh is an alter

I will worship life by 

before I ever let Adam take a bite.

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"It's a boy." Cool. I love men.
His hands were so tiny.
Got me thinking about the cycle they talk about in The Lion King,
How something dies and becomes grass, and you can't outrun the past
Everything becomes nothing and yet stays something
I saw his little hands were opening and closing.
Yours were cold and rigid, blue, and not moving

There was life and death and life again
There were t...

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