“My blossoming hands are yellow and heavy.”

“A room pretending to be aftermath.”

“Now three things you can smell.”

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“The fog had fingers. Not metaphorically.”

“Every firing squad has one random blank round.”

“Even after their curt goodbyes, gravity remained heavier.”

“understanding passes between us (apology, resignation)”

“Her words stick together and she can’t pull them apart.”

“The silence builds inside like a storm and that terrifies her.”

“My body is a scorecard for grief.”

“But don’t say it, that you know how I feel.”

“I know what would be responsible but I want to fly.”

“A vicious storm, two rattlesnakes coiled tightly near the circuit box.”

“Timeleft dinners occur every Wednesday all across the world.”

“Careful use, careful placement, careful words.”

“I sense their glossiness”

“the-elephant-will-still-be-there-tomorrow”

“Directions: Fill in the blank with the correct word.”

“too tired of tracking your exiles”

“my heart / has a new birthright”

“Es treste ver, recordar…”

“I have dreams of spoons / and silk and bicycles.”

“wings beating at the roof of my mouth”

“and underlining / where we’ve gone too far”

“yank the cord if it rings”

“Farewell to a room that can no longer hold you.”