I Write Occasionally

United States of America

Okay-ish writer and poet.

Message to Readers

Falling out of love with you only hurts a little less than falling into it

Onism

October 30, 2018

i. gold is the first impossible hue
ii. we are slipping, my love
iii. the trees were here first
iv. i have loved you like the tides love the moon
v. there are 2.7 trillion calculated digits of pi
vi. you left me first
goodbye, dear. 

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