it used to be that a song on the radio was just a song but now it’s like a constant reminder that there are people out there…
I stick to you
like bubble gum
iT’S NOT BEEN MY STORY/ TO TAKE INVENTORY
— “I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for…
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a Rebel Angel poem
I spy
with my bad eye