My Untouchable Face

The effortless nature of the unreliable narrator
~ Monday, February 20 ~
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lettersinblackandblue:

derriqueen:

lilysofthefield:

myuntouchableface:

my teeth shall fall
from my skull like rain

the dreams of the dead
flow into the ocean

and I will string your teeth
hanging them like a necklace

then collect your dreams into jars
and show the world how they glow 

but what would the world do
with a glowing jar of dreams—

here the world’s shadow might bend
and cast towards hung yellow stars

your eyes were starshine, piercing
into the marrow of hollow pages

they told me ten stories that sounded like songs
and showed me where I’d never belong

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