Excerpt from my Senior Project

Sulfur mixed in rose petals.

Cigarette ash & spoiled meat&


Brimstone lined with daydreams

& nightmares drenched in the

sillage of lilies.

Beds covered in one lined sheets.

Letters dangle like tongues.

Syllables stick like moles on skin.

Vodka sweethearts& star filled sunrises.

Wrinkled faces, with sharpied life lines.

Citric acid & your favorites chocolates.

Summertimes snowflakes &

quotation marks grip

like your hand in mine

though I lost it in the second great war.

What I Am Made Of


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