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 Thursday, April 1, 2021 8:23 PM

Dry scalp
It shows
My hair is dark enough to show it off
Tactless boys will point it out to you out loud
 
Endless snow
Endless desert
 
Came out of the drought with the drought in my veins 
 
I wasn't thinking about looks
I hoped to stay alive
 
Scratching my peeling white lip 
Skin is hesitant to pull away
The blood comes out of the broken vessels
My fingernails rust
 
Salt cures but there is no healing 
 
It's too dry for tears
 
A circle of white pure mineral sprinkled around
Might have done a healing
 
Make the elaborate veve of my name
 
Stop the desert from deepening
 
So much is like winter
The wan sun
 
Permafrost
 
The gods knew what to do in all seasons
But not this one
They will not come back
 
 
 
My teeth rot, swimming in chocolates
 
Comfort, Comfort, what form do you take now?