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Frida H
is on page 13 of 634
"And I am fixed. Gone careful,
Begging for the nod,
You hover loyally above my head. I close
My eyes. And now
The prison falls in place:
Ripe things sway in the light,
Parts of plants, leaf
Fragments..."
— Mar 13, 2024 11:28PM
Begging for the nod,
You hover loyally above my head. I close
My eyes. And now
The prison falls in place:
Ripe things sway in the light,
Parts of plants, leaf
Fragments..."
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Frida H
is on page 78 of 634
"It is a form
of suffering: then always the transparent page
raised to the window until its veins emerge
as words finally filled with ink"
— Mar 26, 2024 04:12PM
of suffering: then always the transparent page
raised to the window until its veins emerge
as words finally filled with ink"
Frida H
is on page 19 of 634
"Time and again, time and again I tie
My heart to that headboard
While my quilted cries
Harden against his hand"
— Mar 26, 2024 09:01AM
My heart to that headboard
While my quilted cries
Harden against his hand"
Frida H
is on page 16 of 634
"Above the dead valves pinea pared
Down by a storm stood, limbs bared...
I want you"
— Mar 13, 2024 11:29PM
Down by a storm stood, limbs bared...
I want you"
Frida H
is on page 9 of 634
HESITATE TO CALL
Lived to see you throwing
Me aside. That fought
Liked netted fish inside me. Saw you throbbing
In my syrups. Saw you sleep. And lived to see
That all that all flushed down
The refuse. Done?
It lives in me.
You live in me. Malignant.
Love, you ever want me, don't.
— Mar 13, 2024 11:26PM
Lived to see you throwing
Me aside. That fought
Liked netted fish inside me. Saw you throbbing
In my syrups. Saw you sleep. And lived to see
That all that all flushed down
The refuse. Done?
It lives in me.
You live in me. Malignant.
Love, you ever want me, don't.
