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parting gift
Posted on January 3, 2017
My soul was a vase and you were the flower, you got taken by another. The water spoiled within me, drowning my dreams, fracturing my heart, red remnants settled at the vase’s floor, next to your fallen thorns.
Frostbite
Posted on December 16, 2016
There is winter between us, but I see spring in your eyes. There is winter between us, but I see spring in your eyes. You look away. My soul frosts. Numb edges.