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- 26 Jul 2016View
Toxicity
Sick to my stomach
trippin on your vomit,
behavior, and lies.How do you sleep at night
while - 22 Jun 2016View
Misogyny on the Rocks
She drank whiskey.
Lucky me.
Now I can probe her,
and drag her through
the dirt.
Now I can - 07 Jun 2016View
Six Months
Just two seconds.
That's all it took.
Her daily, upended.
Her world, shook.
And now she will - 04 Mar 2016View
Tunnels
Within the sound of a
thousand laughters,
all I can hear is your breathing.
Through blankets - 22 Feb 2016View
Last Word
The last word lies with me.
In my casket of phonetics,
it drips from
my worm-encrusted tongue. - 28 Jan 201643View
A Dark Spot
The day she died,
it seemed the air
reached in and choked me.
The grass shriveled
and blue sky
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