Monthly Archives: August 2015

framed in sunlit stitches

i woke to blood like a waterfall between my legs and a spider newly living on the door. all night i had dreamed you were lying beside me, our bodies soft with sleep conjoined the darkness thickened by our linked … Continue reading

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you pulled the bruises off the inside of my heart, gave them shape, punched them right on up to the surface where this broken skin can heal can be no more than broken skin no less than a healed heart.

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