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lately i've (not) been

there’ll always be something about the things that help you breathe: and those that tell you to stop

when transient abrasions from clinging onto the hems of ironed shirts are bandaged by his trembling fingers around your wrists, just so the movements stops for a moment and you can finally convince yourself that there’s nothing to be missed in running in circles wordlessly, soundlessly adding to the din. 108 more words

Poetry

breath less

when he lies
still silent soft

and all he can think of is how

de-tached mis-matched

he is

when he feels like
a god
of tides… 7 more words

Poetry

post-you

you see
it’s just

a game of shifting
weights

from the right to the

left
leg with the
silent fits

unsteady ankle
and tremor to… 17 more words

Poetry

andnow

have you ever
felt their

hands breath skin

taut
around your

spine ankle nerve

plastic guns
and residual aura
refusing to dissipate
or fall into silence… 21 more words

Poetry

unplugged

i.

what happens
when he’s going places
and you’re stuck
in a plié

standstill

arms hanging off
the edge of a
three year old couch… 82 more words

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ขอบคุณคะ (thank you)

i woke up to my alarm still set at 5:50 in a shirt which i had packed but didn’t wear during CAP and for a moment, i thought i smelt kent ridge. 476 more words

Talk Me Down

theory of relativity

there’s little difference between being first and second:
first being a sharp reminder aching
through dried bones and hollow
veins, and the second being the first… 82 more words

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