Tuesday, August 1, 2023

Melancholy

She tasted 
of melancholy 
dripping dangerously 
like acid
from sullen eyes, 
and the salts 
of all her tragedies 
wore deep 
beneath her bones.
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All the grief that swallows us whole is pooling over the edges and bleeding into everything; changing the shape of what it touches. 

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