V(E)nessaIS

the rehearsal of sound.jazz/jazz men. basquiat. the night before the poem. the morning after.1998. my mothers eyes. my fathers character. mangoes.

chemistry.

warsanshire:

i wear my loneliness like a taffeta dress riding up my thigh

and you cannot help but want me.

you think it’s cruel

how i break your heart, to write a poem.

i think it’s alchemy.

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