A car horn wails,
you believe it’s your mother — and you weep.
Still, no hands reach to smooth your hair,
the world is ending, but you do not die...
08:49 PM Sep 1st
from web
Ocean
There are letters I never sent you; feelings I never spoke of…
We have a whole life ahead of us, my love.
And you—
you grow inside me like a stone thrown into the sea,
rippling wider and wider with every beat.
10:26 PM Sep 13th
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