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i remember when i
could breathe him in and
he was smoke,
sweetly choking off my lungs;
not the rusting nails i feel now.
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could breathe him in and
he was smoke,
sweetly choking off my lungs;
not the rusting nails i feel now.
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Literature
The Years of my Life
’93 The year of my birth
’94 A new sibling?
’95 Yes. A baby girl
’96 And a baby cousin birthed
’97 A brother born, short-lived
’98 Another tragic baby boy
’99 Into Year 1, the start of my learning
’00; A new millennium
’01 A best friend leaves, but another arrives
’02 The first year of splitting is survived
’03 How can we both remember that we used to speak?
’04 The last year of the best years of my life
’05 A new start, or a start to the end
’06 A friendship grows too close
’07 I cause my own spiral down
’08 But with the new ones, we pick ourselv
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Old Habits
He made his way along the path, trying desperately to recognize anything familiar. Anything that would confirm he was in the right place, or not.
Reaching the end of the sidewalk, he paused, taking in the surroundings.
His eyes scanned along the row of apartments, then down the walkway in front of him and along the street and sidewalk before focusing back on the building ahead. He let a slow breath blow between his lips, running his hands along his pants pockets; his nervous habit, noting to himself that his breathing was oddly consistent considering the agitation that was stirring in his stomach. The only thing worse than being right, he t
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To fall to wither
Convoluted skin
Tells a tale involving
Decline and decay.
I watch eyes rendered lifeless,
As lifeless eyes render me.
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