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Old Fashioned

by April Marks 4 months ago in surreal poetry
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a memoir

I carry around a vintage mirror in a purse I thrifted...It isnt to check my makeup in.

A lot of the men who have eyes for me have teeth too,

the kind that only like to talk to you when they feel like their life lacks excitement I love to press dead roses in old bibles.

Don't get me wrong romance seems like such a treat but what happens when we both go off our meds?

There's nothing hallmark about the holes in the walls and the fact that we fell in love high as fuck naming stars ontop of a station wagon.

surreal poetry

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April Marks

Authentic & Uncanny.

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