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she/her. 16, i write poetry
est. sometime in 2017
currently waiting for wtw's 3rd golden age

Message to Readers

I re-watched Killing Eve and wrote this so... yeah. That's the only explanation I have honestly. Would love to hear some feedback on this one.

lifelines make no sound when they snap

March 1, 2020


wire hanging off roman ruins and bare feet on lime mortar
you are feeding me fentanyl, tongue
on the pad of index finger. (2 milligrams)
i knew what i was getting into &
is to be expected. pencil marks
on lined paper
calculated decisions. & axes buried
into the backs of tourists (we do not know their names)
(we will find out on the news) 2 milligrams.
& it’s selfish, really, but i do not mind
but the pianist below us is playing telemann until we shut him up
when you ask if i want to run away with you
like we are bonnie and clyde & i say no
you underestimate me. so bullets are dodged until i am standing 
pressed up against you, my fingers a necklace &
savagery is the perfect word for this because you trained me perfect
& wasn’t it you who taught me to be a woman? & dammit,
you wear it well.


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