The Rabbit eats grass Grass eats the rabbit Everyone shows up for dinner . . In the morning I bathe in cold water and become the land . . Spring grass, autumn tree pale green are new shoots of leaves then brighten to red .
my feet and hands moving pushed by the music flooding my veins and my heart. about to burst with the melodies buzzing and moving. Like a hurricane, I threw myself at the shore of the wall and the bodies of the human trees, tearing up
Slow my woman blooms unfamiliar Crescendo Only dreams of curled toes – Cigarette burns. On Arms to distract from pain Of the mental sort – I treat holidays Like work days and workdays like Holidays too short – Feet and hands too cold Stiff
I’ve been starving and all I can grab onto are your words Ballooning up Strings hanging down As if waiting for my fingers To pull those thin ribbons Toward me And I can hear the ocean calling to the both of us Pouring sound into
I repeat thoughts a lot Like I love you I miss you I just wanna kiss you What should I have for Dinner today. Should I Use the Paring Knife With the Brown Handle And Nicked Blade In the Drawer. I admit I am a
Cass’s violin strings resonated. Tasting the anticipation building thick on her tongue like honey, she cleared her throat and checked her posture. With gentleness, she wielded her bow up and across her body. Her touch lighter than a breeze buzzed across the strings. She tilted her head as she adjusted her grip on the bow. The knobs creaked as she adjusted the tuning. Sound shook her shoulder and discharged a thrill into the pit of her stomach.
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