Just in Case

by nourayasmine   Apr 28, 2021

I still know it.

I live in the city center, 26th Ave.
My place’s on the third floor,
the key’s under the cactus.
The red pills are in my drawer,
white ones are on the book shelf,
and the toothbrush is there,
next to the lotions,
still recognizable, but sometimes
the mirror distorts my face.

Note this down.

I’m twenty six years old,
I live in a spartan city,
where the crisp half moon outshines
the white LED light strips that
hang in small kiosks.

Gardening freezes my anxiety,
singing sets it on fire,
writing makes it a close friend,
and kissing cold lips is my thing.

I’m broken.

I should note this down.


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Latest Comments

  • 1 week ago

    by Jack

    WOW! congrats!

  • 1 week ago

    by Keira Pickard

    Congratulations! Wonderful :)

  • 2 weeks ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    i may be no gardener, but i live with anxiety and know how it can rise and fall depending on its influencers. Nice work.

  • 2 weeks ago

    by Oceanloveisland

    Wow, I am left speechless.

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