Aby Kittiwake
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The Small Death
Poems without homes Uncertainty’s kin Rot in your silence In Time’s roaring open mouth
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I Feel to Share a Memory
I feel on this fall night to share a memory both old and warm Of the young, worn Away in revelry An arrhythmic dance between lovers With nothing but their hands wrapped ’round the others’. Cigarettes- his loosely hung, hers pinched between teeth in between drags A mystic asked in the glow of the restaurant’s… Read more
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