the place we used to hide in is no longer a secret
Leave a comment
Tag Archives: gif
the place we used to hide in is no longer a secret.
You flipped my body like a stone
and underneath a nettle.
And underneath the worms.
Your hands strike a boulevard between this place and a place by the sea.
I owe you, she whispered, addressing Chicago.
now that it’s out there, there’s clearly more talking to do.
You said you’re not here to be saved again
when you moved your karate-life to San Francisco.
