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when will the fog lift?

  • Nayantara Dutta
  • Jan 21, 2016
  • 1 min read

photo by Annahstasia Enuke

[photo by Annahstasia Enuke]

this is what keeps my bones awake at night,

what fills my thoughts with teeth

It’s struck a nerve in my limbic system

that refracts whenever it catches light

rosemary veins regress into

vermilion silt

we are

dancing as if our lives depended on it

you are

tumbling down a flight of stairs

 
 
 

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