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i close my eyes and pretend i can see / torsos blackened and crushed into fine powder / oil soaking into the concrete floors / your gaze still haunts me at night / and i can see nothing else as you raise your scabbed fingers to my cheeks / and painting it red / . /
red is the ghost that stares at me from the mirror / where my mother's father curses the red sun but worships the red...
6 days ago