Tag: winter
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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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Infatuation
Being fifteen was harder for me than most. I was an old, graying soul, stuck in a teenage body. I could feel connections before others did. Watching a plug-in slip into an outlet, yellow lights turning on. The first time I met him, they were everywhere. Small bulbs hanging from his chin, green cord tucked…
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