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the River of forgetfulness

My hours are married to Shadows....

“In the hours they spent chewing my bones, I grew a stone for my heart, and poisoned the rivers that ran through me. I studied the bloodless moon.”
H.C.M
3 years ago. Monday, October 10, 2022 at 4:15 AM

The red night lights are flat moons.

They are dull with blood.

I am the sun, in my white coat, 

Gray faces, shuttered by drugs,

follow me like flowers.

 

~Sylvia Plath 

 

 

 


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