OK. oh, Kei. summer never seemed so short you and your hobbies if you smiled less and smiled more would you be seen for what you are? solid, beating, thundering hearts are for lesser men so you say corporeal, shackled, lumbering and yet yours is the knowledge of mortality using your flaws as a weapon … Continue reading
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the siren
in my head he sings the summer and calls the moon in my mind he uses verse a tool that could be used to terrify or flood gates and heartstrings but the timbre now is only rain falling steadily surely unrelentingly surely not I’m afraid so his heartblood drips over mine floodgates just so the … Continue reading
conflagration
haze haze haze haze pulling my heart apart typing the start of a summer of light washing wings and pull from the right glaze glaze a frost a blaze carry on shoulders and choirs annoint herald the return of the exclamation point oh! this summer burns the ego learns to leave a charming voicemail a … Continue reading
To Jean II
you didn’t teach me how to survive without you so I learned I learned by bricks, mortar, and clay wedged fingers into cracks, places belonging to vines and pulled myself along, snatching roots stealing life as I went they never noticed you never noticed I never noticed til it was far too late too far … Continue reading
Aine Crabtree 