By Justine Johnson - Posted on 16 March 2011

 it's from that earth she leans and sways. sleep is arbitrary. she smells like sweat and boy and girl and denied it all for so long. the ringing in her ears is a pantheon of sound to her but crickets to another.

she blinks from


the sun rises at five.

allelos's picture


the buzz of grainy darkness

in the corner

of my room

whispers "love"

to me


 but it is






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