for you, old friend
reading richard siken and sappho
i trace your name in between the folds of the pages
the place where the words have ended
yet emotion still rings
i dog-ear the moments that remind me of your lips
i've touched them many times— in my dreaming
did you know you taste like blood,
and strawberries?
it’s been a long time since i’ve known you
you’re still in my mind
now a symbol
something to write and feel
to think of
whenever i taste metal on my tongue
Posted Jun 22, 2026, 4:17 AM UTC
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