MAY

my heart expands, grows softly outwards in soft spikes like the hot, fuzzy halo of a dandelion burning up in the sun. i can't let myself believe i've tamed the wild beast. there is no wildness, and there is no taming; there is only sweet internal stillness while i'm putting darts in my jeans 10 minutes before we leave. i see your face and my silver jewelry heats up like magma. fly with me, again, away?

To pretend no one can find
The fallacies of morning rose
Forbidden fruit, hidden eyes
Courtesies that I despise in me
Take a ride, take a shot now
'Cause nobody loves me, it's true
Not like you do
Portishead — "Sour Times"

My biggest secret is that over the last 2 years I've been requesting more and more Warriors books at my school's library and the collection has grown significantly. I don't think anybody knows...

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