"You’re blooming at the mouth again.
A field of red, your hands catch like tinder.
This messy hunger..."

“You’re blooming at the mouth again.

A field of red, your hands catch like tinder.

This messy hunger dissected on the table with open eyes.

To say you gave a name for the rain.”

- Ana Carrizo, “A Field of Red” (via elvedon)
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Published on June 18, 2016 13:22
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