never grew up only grew old but even graying men with graying spines could wait till it's april and love.
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midwinterspring
May 22, 2021 08:28AM
it's been a fucking year since i started the poem i planned to publish in transmission errors in november.View all Conversations
Stories by midwinterspring
cacophony
a trail of poetry drawn between inward glances because i gave up on shouting myself down.
| voice one: 01-1...
nightlight
literal 9th grade poetry //
"some feelings are forever ironic: only when i am most lost does a firefly...