i started painting at nine
a girl who still loves
sky blue and lemon
tea. i'd do my nails
and use water to
know about my
body. only at night
did i begin to want
to leave. i'd raise
my hair and hide
my pencils inside
and try to finish
the apple. the moon. the girl
all of us one time
didn't know where
the door was
i fell like loose
beads. candlewick
she is not leaving the sofa for tomorrow
—talking
to a box made by mum suns only at the garden
one kite to another, orange, green, red, we dance line to
lily around the clock is nobody’s future went outta vase
the shadow stroke is the time to finger two wires
—taste
the glow inside your scar was made to shine
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