tossin' turnin' in an open grave
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seven_hues
Oct 01, 2025 12:14PM
i wanted to say your name but it broke inside my mouth and what came out was a mouthful of blood and birds and i carried them to you like a gift, here, here is what i am when i do not know how to hol...View all Conversations
Stories by sreeja
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we're all beggars here,
clawing at each other's
sepia-toned loneliness
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|| caffeinated afterthoughts and...
the slow art of breathing bitter
slow dancing love and pain
in the midnight chorus of
liquor-washed autumn green
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|| a constellation of des...