Retired boxerokayMaybe, I’d catch the cups. Sliding down the counter tops. You played a song you danced to on a dining chair.Jul 27, 2022Jul 27, 2022
Retired boxerUntiltled ?Sometimes, I pretend I’m holding onto the edge of a thrown plate. I let go before it breaks to pieces. But I’m sorry, I’ve done it so much…Apr 14, 2022Apr 14, 2022
Retired boxerDear mommaThe tempo clicks. Side by side echoes is made of walls made from paper.Apr 13, 20221Apr 13, 20221
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Retired boxerThe looking glassIn the backseat of myself and I’m in the front pushing the seat back on my own knees ,I can feel his hands shake against my headrest ,and…Feb 6, 2022Feb 6, 2022