THIS IS HOW IT ENDS!

  He wrote you a love song, A sonnet full of substance but it quivered on a quaver, percussion piercing it, smacking it suddenly, separating it from any sense of synchronicity, drums drowning it in dissension, ruining all reminder of resonance, burying it brutally in the blues, bare and broken. He wrote you a love […]

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NON PLUS

Between je t’aime and je t’aime, moi non plus there is so much more than love and hate; I love you I put my trust in you I thrust myself into you I lost my thrust in you I hate you, je t’aime, moi non plus, I love you I ache for you my limbs […]

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