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[00.08.04] 'Everything Lives'

by Heteh Early

Everything that lives can live or die,
even the dead may live again,
and those who live may eventually die, even if they do not live, 25 more words
Writings:

Irresistible

Irresistably drawn
to the promise of
your touch
and the craving of
those lips.
A hand on my heart,
a solemn promise
to the soul, 32 more words

Anisahhamid

Happy Places

Sharing stories under the coves,
whispering into each other’s skin.
That is my happy place.
You are my happy place.

Anisahhamid

The Knife That Killed

His goodbye
was the knife
that killed me.
The knife
in the heart.

Anisahhamid

Happy Endings

Don’t leave me with a
sad ending.
Delight me with
a beautiful
middle,
and an exceptionally
perfect ending.

Anisahhamid

Brief Elegy in Indianapolis

This city is peroxide on my skin.
I bubble and evaporate, join
these committed clouds, knowing
who will breathe me in. 13 more words

Poetry

Cosmia

This is my comfortable psychosis.
I am bobbing, up and down.
If I stop breathing, surely I will sink into it.
This will pull me down to the very floor. 78 more words

Confessional