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𝖋𝖙. 𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖘 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖋𝖆𝖗 𝖆𝖜𝖆𝖞 + 𝖜𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖓 𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖘 + 𝖞𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖉𝖆𝖞 𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖎 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖉

a collection of phrases,

whales erupting from the sky • golden fish swimming between lily pads • the ocean sings of our tragedy • eyes that became battlefields • too far away from home • wars and catastrophes • lightning and freedom • fading far away • taking a walk by a lake • an endless ache in your chest • yesterday is gone • dancing in the rain • listening to indie singers in the downtown café • a mother's broken heart • a sister's love for poetry • butterflies rising • tangerine sap • clementines bobbing in the wind • the color of dirt and air • heart of a sun • tsuki-o-koete

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𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖘 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖋𝖆𝖗 𝖆𝖜𝖆𝖞

— this book came to exist

after i blew all the dandelions

away from the lawn

i snapped the necks of the roses

from their homes

and crushed them in my fists

and their blood-red juice slipped

between the crevices of my fingers

in the catastrophic

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𝖜𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖓 𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖘

— i don't chase after the

taste of rain anymore,

but my heart is struck

by the lovesick disease

every time i hear thunder

— i'm sitting in the crotch of

my garden filled

with wildflowers. the winds

breezing from the west,

accompanied by the butterflies,

are racing towards me.

and they sneak into my hair

and build their shelter on my

shoulder blades.

i inhale the sun playfully rolling

on the other side of the

garden where i'm seated,

swallowing whispers of lovers

dying and romance commiting

suicide tickled into my ears

by gossiping insects like

mulberries i've never tried

— There were days when I got

sick thinking about a future

with you.

And there were days just

the possibility of universe

twisting out our fates together

would burst a spark in me.

There also were days when

just the very thought of you

having me wrapped round your

life would take me to the

brink of irreparable fear.

Then, terrified I'd sit and scrub

you off my life.

I got nothing to do with you

—not my skin, not my thoughts.

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𝖞𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖉𝖆𝖞 𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖎 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖉

— I have suffered tragedies of sunsets. / They bleed more colour than I ever will be capable of doing. / In the presence of the sun, / I have tried to be envious, / but in every dip of its ethereal body, / into the horizon / — when it rests, / rolls back home — I am stunned into an unspeakable silence. / And I don't envy. / It's tragic to admit that I ache. / I ache, and I ache.

— I HELD MY CHEST 'CAUSE

ANXIETY WENT RUCKUS OVER

THE TICKET LINE. /

SOMEWHERE IN THE BELLY,

A FIREWORK SHOW STARTED /

AND THE MEMORIES RUSHED AND /

STOMPED AGAINST MY STERNUM /

IN EXITEMENT /

TO WATCH MY EXPLODE /

AND DIE DOWN. /

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poetry that makes you homesick even if you're at home, it makes you dream of something you never found. it makes your heart burn. also kay's fish aesthetic is 👌