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Ongoing, First published Aug 30, 2013
A gemstone made of a hundred different ones, a gemstone with fire inside. He never finished his cigarette, put it out on my palm. I became an opal. Flashes of red, pink, sweet petals of flesh. I will love myself as soon as I can learn to love the universe outside of my skin.All Rights Reserved
Table of contents
- opalsSat, Aug 31, 2013
- gunfireSat, Aug 31, 2013
- coralSat, Aug 31, 2013
- six feet above groundSat, Aug 31, 2013
- braiding the stars togetherSat, Aug 31, 2013
- body composition (haiku)Sat, Aug 31, 2013
- edenSat, Aug 31, 2013
- the moon loves her bodySat, Aug 31, 2013
- feel better soonWed, Sep 4, 2013
- locket-sized graveWed, Sep 4, 2013
- taking a breakWed, Sep 4, 2013
- noticeSat, Sep 7, 2013
- the propertySun, Sep 8, 2013
- milkballsThu, Sep 12, 2013
- a skeleton houseThu, Sep 12, 2013
- what it is like to love meSun, Sep 15, 2013
- octoberTue, Oct 8, 2013
- r.i.p. delilahTue, Oct 8, 2013
- relapseMon, Apr 7, 2014
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