aosora (United Arab Emirates) published:
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the allure—so vast and carefree.
perhaps something is ending.
two lone waves break into blue mouths;
laughable, like the taste of farthings stuck
under cold boots. miles away, the moon
pours herself bonfire whiskey. dead constellations
need no mourning, no chalices filled with inebriated
in this magnanimous womb, nothing smells like
nothing; glass bones steeped in rosewater.
early dawn bathed in red, a ghost town so very in love
with silver lights, car crashes, two gunshots and a
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