
February 4th 2024
11:18am
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Compile your beliefs and they will sprout in soil—
a glazed despair wrinkled in meditation / sit by the running water / walk home from work and wonder what it is like to be human / torn to bits these desires float but the adjectives do not come naturally anymore / be still by the rear doors / look in the mirrors but do not uphold the person inside / medication cannot hold the hands of derision / shame will bury itself between your ribs / we have known for some time / find solace in ugly things / statuesque ribbon used to tie our wrists together / will they leave bruises? / will they finally ripen in the sun? / will the fruits of ancestors be preserved for my children?
— ODH
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Olivia Dodge
Chicago
ig: l1vyzzzz & lntlmate
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