Hi!! I’m back!! I just fully stopped writing for a little bit, I’m not really sure why, but I’m back cause I was not about to ruin my streak of posting every month. I actually really like this one though, it’s softer than most of my stuff but still a little bit heartbreaking. Like me!! Bad joke, bad joke. Anyways… this is welcome. It was originally prose but then I chopped it up and I’m… not sure if I like it better? But it exists so… here!
I think you’re doing something wrong.
I left and found hands softer than yours, air
lighter than the kind I’ve become accustomed to
choking into my lungs.
They’re loud, you know, but
not like you. Their house sparkles with the messiness of relearning
to love,
of fixing cracks so they don’t show
in someone else’s porcelain. The silence
is never angrier than the person,
and my head had misplaced its smog before
I came back into your arms.
Welcome,
welcome, you say.
Welcome back
home.
I look down at my stinging hands.
I think I’m doing something wrong.
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