Posts by ThankYouWorld: Writings of Dominique
I am not shinny like
some sun or moon but a rusted vintage,
or
I am not shinny like some sun or moon but a rusted vintage, or some shagged blade of thought. I am copper and the taste of metal in water; the itch ...
I am not shinny like some sun or moon but a rusted vintage, or some shagged blade of thought. I am copper and the taste of metal in water; the itch ...
It seemed to me that what I had left out was the storys silent
It seemed to me that what I had left out was the storys silent twin. There are so many things that we cant say, because they are too painful. We hope ...
It seemed to me that what I had left out was the storys silent twin. There are so many things that we cant say, because they are too painful. We hope ...
His hands remind her of bird nests under a sky which peels back
His hands remind her of bird nests under a sky which peels back clouds stretched six months wide; it is known that the black, blue, gray layered as sl...
His hands remind her of bird nests under a sky which peels back clouds stretched six months wide; it is known that the black, blue, gray layered as sl...
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