moon milk

the negrowench
Aug 25, 2017 · 1 min read

d.c.’s steamy, rank tears started falling from the sky around three am
my cool, salty raindrops emerged from my eyes just a little before that
i swear i’m just a tiny piece of this universe, but when the sky joins me —
when we weep together, i swear i’m not so alone

the rain back home in clayco felt like tiny prickly kisses
and the damp grass below my soles was a soft caress
i swear i’m just a tiny piece of this universe, but everything in this universe is an even tinier piece of me
and when we breathe together, there is a love

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the negrowench

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