They don’t love you
like I love you.
They can’t.
They won’t
love you
like I love you.
But you don’t know me.
You know them.
And you believe
they can.
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A wash of poetry, essays and short fiction.
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- Exits
- Stronger
- Peripherally
- You have changed
- Slow down
- They don’t love you
- Self fulfilling prophecies
- I had a dream
- An empty room
- Give me strength
- Dry eyes for years
- Why is fear a part of love?
- I know what love is
- Love and chaos
- The longest love
- A bad reason to die
- Killing
- Love itself
- The lottery
- Start flying
- So angry
- My beer bump
- The circus
- walking away
- No
- Hope
- excitement
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