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I Have No Enemies to Wish This Upon Anyway

When I was in the state of erosion —

— things were ok

#NaPoWriMo: Day 30

dawn rises
singing her canticles,
touches the killing fields

#NaPoWriMo: Day 29

I am clinging to
memories of
blue parakeets
lullaby-ing me
to sleep

#NaPoWriMo: Day 25

a verbal knife wound
twisting
every fiber of my being
until I’m
scrubbed raw

#NaPoWriMo: Day 24

…voice the scraping metal
sound of teeth
on a fork,…