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motherhoodshe lay flat on the uncomfortable lump of a bed, barren and lonely, staring out the window whose blinds had been snapped to a decisive shut. she tried not to think of umbilical cords and fetal heartbeats. the room was dark and on the white-specked ceiling tiles, shadows played back memories, like miniature horror films.motherhood
the coo of a newborn seeped through the paper-thin wall of her cell from the next room over and she shuddered lightly, wanting to ball up but finding a knife of pain sear through her thighs and stick directly into her abdomen, twisting around in its dank emptiness and wrapping her insides around its heated, cruel
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seafoamthe shade of his silk wings, the feathers dribbling off his bone like wax falling from a candle, was fleeting and a slave to the whispering wind that gently fingered the edges of those serrated feathers. angels are good guardians and that summer i didn't get a single sunburn even though i'm susceptible and my tears never went unnoticed.seafoam
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i met him, flirting with the shoreline and riding palms of surf, hiding in the foam of the sea. he smiled at me from afar and waved and i didn't notice until he whispered my name. his voice dripped of salt and a finger of his breath tickled my nose and it smelled like honey and mo
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your whoresyour whores are calling you i can hear them from my home in the bathroom and there'syour whores
piss-yellow water in the tub and mold growing in the drain and i hate you, did i tell you that? you left your dead skin cells on the soap again and not to mention a layer of fucking hair and i fucking hate you.
your whores are calling you i can hear them clawing at the front door and the green paint is peeling and it's stuck underneath their
fingernails.
there's a dog outside and its barking and i can still hear your whores crying like banshe
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headwayso lately i've been thinking and streams of thought usually headway into something a little more dangerous like waterfalls of crippling depression or even worse an outpouring of senseless happiness. and sometimes iheadway
get a little bit sore at
myself because i never did
learn how to be happily happy
and ever afters always seemed a little bit shady to me (because when the curtains close who governs the princess's life? and directors are prone to bouts of
cruelty when the lights dim, i hear -
i know shirtless princes are.) but either wa
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