11
Aug
09

several

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i ate peaches in the park
smoked countless cigarettes
kicked bottles at my feet
emptied bottles at my feet
made a ocean of my tears
saw the water
dove in
while swimming
i floated by old loves
some waving
others drowning
my mache heart floating behind me
22 year old me
she is laughing
raw
isolated
sarcastic
under water
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wild hair
chain smoking
witty
drinking wine
laughing
finger curling me towards her
she leads me to
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on land
crying
with her partner jack
wrinkled unfamiliar clothes
straight hair
silent
eyes a little dim
scratches on her face
i stopped in front of her
feel the thickness of her hair
kiss her tears
run my fingers over her bruises
light red prints around her neck
fingertips closing her bloodshot eyes
i hug her
whisper secrets
she points towards
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she is confident
her eyes aged
the light is back on
she clutches her journal tightly
the words sold
inscribed on this journal
she is smiling
and pregnant
with love
behind her
stands what she has been waiting for
eyes clear

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1 Response to “several”


  1. 1 me
    August 11, 2009 at 11:54 pm

    i love it! it’s so visual! you are such an awesome writer. thank you for sharing.


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