Friday, March 22, 2019

Pillar of Salt

The deepest sorrow I ever did see
was leaving a bridge no return key

left for the storms to tear up and thwart
love ain't no juvenile sport.

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Cassidy’s treasures

In the laundry bin, making home next to my socks and underwear, I found a little tube of glossier blush, two square neon magnets, and a spec...