late luminescence

The last page, cloying sugar ofmaple syrup and ripened persimmons,singing arias through the air in mydimly lit corner of the universefeet on an unmade bed and a splayed smileas the languid mezzo is drawn across bowed lipsReflected, refractedin prisms of darkened chromebook screens,long forgottena meager desk lamp lights...

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There's a cardboard cookie on the table that tastes like Middle Schoolit is warm in my stomach ascold crumbs line clammy callusesBut it still yields to my teeth as I bitetoo much stale worries and never enough chocolateIt is the little photobook that is bitteron my tongue, but...

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photo: ginkgo leaves and stones from the Huntington Gardens in San Marino, CAdarling, aren't you tired of always being someone else?i hope the world has been kind to youbut then again, what is hope?the foolish notion that one day fate will redeem usor the act of lying to...

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