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your enchanting ghost


October 1, 2019



on another autumn night,
I'm trying not to be stung. but oh, I have dreams,
I promise. I want to carry a treasure home in a bike basket. 
I want my arms to be full of bread and honey. I want to close every
space with a well-meaning word. I want to name all the part of a ship.
I want to be an apple tree. if you ask
me another day, I will lie through my teeth. I will be
a creature that wants for nothing, who eats on an empty countertop
like bark stripped from its body. I will be plates overturned, nothing fixed into a tablecloth. I 
will look up and not see and call that a sky. 
tonight I know what scares me. at one i'll say sorry
but here I speak for only myself. 


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  • Anha

    october wtw highlights are live!

    about 1 year ago
  • r|A|i|N

    ack always speechless

    about 1 year ago
  • Ruthh

    This honestly felt like this piece was gripping by my the shoulders and ominously whispering in my ear, if that makes sense? I love it

    about 1 year ago