I'm going to live the next life in the same world as my body. I'm going to conquer something stunningly simple. There's going to be a tiny house on a forgettably pleasant street. Everything is going to make sense every day. Anger is going to lie down and...
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like how today there was this tall girlcrossing the street in the afternoon sundark and pure as a hundred summer midnightsbraids long as her spinelaughing at something with her friendsnatural and selfless as windand the way it plunged meinto the deepest a...
I have forgotten a thousand thingsmost of them moments of silent wonderingin which one pair of eyes can't breakfrom another pair of eyesand tremulous whispers give wayto the first brush of breathacross breath across lips movingtoward the heat of other lip...