Mulitdicipinary Writer
Category: Poetry
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The first time you called me honey, I melted into an ocean of forever needing you. The first time you called me baby, the word was ruined for every other mouth. I knew I wanted nobody else to call me that. The first time you talked to me in your sleep, I decided I wouldn’t…
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I You said I couldn’t say it. You said, You can’t say ‘I love you’ until your plane lands in my city. But my love doesn’t wait for customs. It doesn’t fill out declaration forms at the border. Sometimes, I want to lean into the silence after your goodnight text and ruin everything with those…
Dali 