Tag: red
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Perspective
Whiskey makes my heart beat quick. Black panther pawing through the jungle. Thump, thump, thump, thump. I wonder if I started a metronome if my heart would beat to that beat. And if I ate a raw beet right now, would my teeth stain red? And if I walked around aimlessly with red teeth, would…
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Red
Remember my red nails all over you? Slipping your shirt from your head, messy hair. Your rib cage large, my fingers feeling in between their cracks, searching for something red and beating. I never found it, and neither did you. You wore a red sweatshirt that entire winter. I think you wanted to show you…
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