Crickets play in my head trilling see see see see me me me me seem seem seem seem louder and louder they sound see see see see me me me me seem seem seem seem “Seem what? Seem what?” I shriek. A katydid answers in the pause — in love with me in love with…
Snow skin, pink cheeks, smooth brow, brown peeps, blue lips, chiseled teeth, black tongue, banshee shrieks, rough palms, tiptoe creep, needle claws, lack of sleep. Her life is lovely, dark, and deep: a storybook lie so no one sees spread spider-veins, stained memories — the blood-red soul she should not keep. AUGUST 2022 UPDATE: Obviously,…
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"The silence of the night awakens my soul"
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