#veritophobia

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Veritophobia by Claire Ochieng

These days, 

I've been throwing up 

words with the ash you spit 

down my throat

and I keep rearranging 

the mess,  

trying

to find something 

worth saying to you

but it all sounds like

"take me, I'm yours"

and I can't say that

because you'd look at me,

shake your head

"oh darling, 

I don't

love

you

didn't you know?"