do u remember that time in 9th grade u took a cat to school
It’s been almost twenty years, but yes, yes I do
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do u remember that time in 9th grade u took a cat to school
It’s been almost twenty years, but yes, yes I do
Take us to your leader! We want all your muffins!
Art Nouveau Alien and Monster Attack vase by Stephanie Young
do you ever just sit around and think I’m in my twenties.
do you ever just sit around and think I’m in my twenties.
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En Sal de Brisas
[A brief retrospective in twelve parts]
I. Introduction (Vaguely Desert-like) Softer times come in the strangest form Spun webs of you and them Candied desires dehydrated by the scorching Sun’s demeanor. It's something like living all seasons In a single day. II. This is Called (The Set-up) Prayers cradled out into the mist Into the dark, the cold. Your cliche Remembrances of nights long lived. III. Justification (Reincarnation) In another life Perhaps you were rain, like torrents like wildfire, sea and air Taking as you wanted, unwarranted. In what life was this ever fair? IV. Interlude (Mad Honey) Don't call me at midnight, not even Before dinner. It's unacceptable. Don't talk with me in the honey of your voice Only to have it filled with rhododendrons. V. The Weary Ballad of Rose Quartz Stones, protect me. I've gotten this far on my own. I just need a moment of respite. In your lattices I'll rest tonight. VI. Phonetics (The Exaggeration) Of all the things that could happen, I had the priviledge to know your name. Who knew the simple sounds of A few letters could bring about rise and ruin. VII. Hunger/Scar I ramble, lost in projections With a raw need for some closure. Many Lifetimes ago, new cells, New heart, tissues hardened to white. VIII. Mantra no.1 I don't need this. I don't need this. I don't need this. Wouldn't you agree? IX. Diver's Treatise Still waters run the deepest But hardly do we have the lung Capacity to find out why we drown. X. This was meant to rhyme, I think. Oh, but dont get me wrong there's nothing like the ocean salt and nothing like the sand, oh deepest of blues come take me. Because For you I am, I am. XI. Mantra no.2 Forget me, forget me Forget me. I never had to tell you twice. XII. Thanks The strangest ways are usually the softest. I Hope everything's well.
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