

alice.alice.
my skin is glass underneath her firecracker fingers and it's so wrong the melting, the burning
her gaze belongs miles high above the stratosphere with the supernovas and black holes and it's so wrong that she is limited to the rabbit holes of this atmosphere trapped in gravity and cynicism
her name is a curse word on my tongue i promised her, to keep it safe there it's an imprint, a warning sign, a mantra it's so wrong, it's so wrong, it's so wrong her name and it's so wrong like an old eighties record s
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When things happen to people, they radiate a light. Because they have a picture caught inside them. Because they were there and you weren't. And because you only got a piece. And because all you can do is shrink and blow up that one tiny piece.
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We all want a part in the Big Conversation.
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