Tagged: finished

somehow we are done

somehow we are done
with one another and this
is what it feels like –
packing six inches
of dirt over concrete
and imploring warmer
memories to grow
.
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even a mosquito

even a mosquito
tires
of the same
blood
eventually, belly
full, appetite
relieved, giving
no further signs
of recognition,
desire
.
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