Dead Friend
dead to me, at least.
Teenage Whims, Overrun by Uncanny Epiphanies.
dead to me, at least.
To my favorite person in the world.
Because love takes a toll on people.
A ballade on a queer woman.
Abnegation, with a hint at profanity.
Tears are never dismal.
Am I wealthy, if I think of wealth?
Lying, in a pool of my own sympathetic misery.
All things Arushi…