There's something about your air
that makes my soul cling to you...
Dear therapist,
When you ask me...
You've never
been to Palestine...
34th day:
Flowers had color again. The sky...
Was 191cm tall,
weighed 97kg. Rebellious...
The massacre was committed too early this morning,
maybe at 3am...
We still play
hide and seek...
In April, larks lurk
under the murk of my bed...
Words have teeth
like silky sharks...
He stared at me,
the way a physicist would stare...
Let me guess.
Tonight, you're scrolling through...
How can I tell you that the coldness
of your body on your last day on...