We all want to forget eventually: the flurry of ghosts across our faces like convulsing fists & mother shouting under lukewarm bathwater; a father’s hands trying, desperately, to cinch her gasping please.
My mouth’s been sore lately and I’ve been having dreams of my teeth all falling out. All at once, scattering onto the floor.
S. Makai Andrews
There is a bite and a sting so only grab at what you know and know you are finite
She has a weakness for NARS matte lipstick— Volga in particular. It’s a deep plum in the container, but softer on her lips. She thinks it’s sexy— the lipstick and the color name.