Titanic
Grape vines grow like veinsover the surface of a wooden fencethat’s leaned against by herwrapped in the jacket she stolefrom my bedroombefore I woke up. She didn’t want to talkbut did anyway just to maintainthe good energy of the day.I confessed that I’d been lookingalmost everywhere. She said she didn’t careand all the spinning sunglasseson […]
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