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orange

the corpse of a leaf succumbs to frost.
deciduous graveyard.
 
christingle in the clutches of a duplicitous child.
on the ____ day of christmas  
another memory
 
there was the dress that you wore in summer.  
neon eyeshadow.
 
skies might still look that way sometimes.
the hallway walls of the old house.  
disgusting.
those flowered curtains.
the ancient sofa.
the kitchen laminate -  
 
or: golden raisins soaked in brandy.
salty lucozade slipped over the lump in your throat.  
nothing i did was good enough
 
even giving up, but it’s like that.
 
 
 
 
Written by anna_grin (ANNAN)
Published | Edited 18th Feb 2021
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