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sean

i recall the hum in your voice and your shallow breathing as the golden flecks of summer danced across your cheeks in shapes. and i recall the warmth of the sheets after hours of sun and the faint outline of sweat that fell from both our forms. and i remember the mouth upon which you once used to kiss me like a chemical compound mixed with something sweet. but the bed we used to share turned to a feasting ground that only chose me to devour. and as you slept i fought to remain unchanged.

the grand canyon.

like the momentary tenderness of a weeping willow

outreaching to kiss the floor

it's vines inevitably, are blown astray.