the evening, like two kettles of boiling water, we are laughing at all the same parts. it’s tomorrow and we are in San Francisco, finally. after a day of being hol
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cerysrochehas quoted2 years ago
I live alone. Eight states and a border away from home. My cups are clean and upside down in the cupboard. I watercolor peonies instead of picking new wounds. When my tiny talk machine chirps, I do not always check it.
cerysrochehas quoted2 years ago
I bring my body, perfect chandelier of teeth & bone, to the altar of the bathroom sink.