There is an empty space next to you in the backseat of the station wagon. Make it the shape of everything you need. Now say hello.
Richard SikenMots clés friendship love poetry need empty
I wanted to be wanted and he was very beautiful, kissed with his eyes closed, and only felt good while moving. You could drown in those eyes, I said, so it’s summer, so it’s suicide, so we’re helpless in sleep and struggling at the bottom of the pool.
Richard SikenMots clés poetry
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