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    Poetry

    my keyboard is a minefield. my mind is broken glass. when my body bursts apart, the shards catch light and look like blinking stars. ( 1 year of poetry )

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    the lull after sketching

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    i took a hundred photos
    but none of them could see the snow
    as i saw it
    some didn't capture any snow at all
    
                          
    i opened the window to get a better shot
    but i pocketed my phone in my PJ's
    and felt the cold breeze melt into the
    warmth of my body  
    
                          
    suddenly,
    i remembered --
    i'm alive
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