Cherry

River

Butterflies

Butterflies don’t have lips. They kiss with their long dark eyelashes.
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Recede

Thoughts disjointed, scattered, few. Like leaves in wind, untethered flew.
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Old Man Cecil

Old man Cecil, the cat that never died; he grew a little bit older, but never left my side. His yellow fur turned…
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Violets

River
Violets bloomed across your skin, “They’re beautiful,” you said, “Water them with wood and sin, break me like I’m bread.”
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Rattling Bones

River
Scarlet flags and misplaced trust, Little pills and twilight rust. Empty sofa, monochrome, Skeletons dance, rattling bones.
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Clementines

Cherry
Clementines fall from the trees in your backyard where we collapsed after working out together. The first frost of the season injecting its…
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