Valentine Without Rhyming
Original EveryPoem Studio house-voice poem.
Original EveryPoem Studio house-voice poem.
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This morning you stood at the mirror and cursed your hair with a creativity
Mamá es la primera palabra que aprende la boca, y la última que olvida el cuerpo.
You didn't say the right thing. You didn't say anything. You just showed up with food and sat in my mess like it was your living room.
I woke before you and did nothing about it. The radiator ticked. Your shoulder rose and fell.
We don't say I love you anymore. We say: your phone is at eleven percent. We say: I picked up the thing
I mean the way he folds the map even though the phone knows where we are. I mean the scar above his eyebrow
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