Mac & Cheese
Mac & cheese tastes like graveyard gravy,
he spilt you into the steaming pot of pasta shells-
your favorite red plaid skirt, glasses, Cascada CDS,
even your bob cut,
now,
creamy, milky, and cheesy
tastes like the clots of damp earth
underneath your fingernails.
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Paint Us Gray: Part 2
Poetry(This is part 2; please read part 1 first!) Rejection. Betrayal. Heartbreak. Grief. Unfortunately, we've all had a swallow, some more than others, of this bitter brew. This is just a sliver of my chapter that is a part of this world's grand nar...
