Compartment 114
Compartment 114
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AbbyRafael : Writing

the night of, the morning after

the night of, the morning after

A Poem by AbbyRafael


It's like driving stick shift On land that's hill-less And the cracks in your bones Can't be filled because Of hopelessness And soon, Yo..
Monster Boy

Monster Boy

A Poem by AbbyRafael


There was a boy Whose smile on his lips were just curved lines on his wrists And the voice in his head was twisted and drowning And there ..