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dear february.

dear february, i’m sorry for all the bad things i said to you and about you and behind your back. you are cold and cruel, but you are lovely also. you didn’t hurt me; i hurt myself & tried to … Continue reading

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forcing.

it was cold, and suddenly imperative not to force you into folds that fit in cardboard crates a boxing ring punch in a movie, a hook, that appearance of your fingernails, of how they’re torn resembling mine

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