Addie Santos
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falluenA Poem by Addie SantosSex is not foreign to meespecially to menwho swearto love me foreveruntil their nailswere brittle and blue. |
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numbA Poem by Addie SantosI am so numb. The daisies around me sway for you to come near me but even I think the daises were paid to do such a criminal act. Yo.. |
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this is another love poem.A Poem by Addie Santosthis is another love poem you probably stumbled at midnight,waiting and praying that this poem would leave you withthe lighting shaking under your por.. |
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his two talentsA Poem by Addie SantosI can love you.I will take care of our little wooden houseand scoop up all the pieces of porcelain you just bust.I’m going to soothe your sable .. |
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Untitled #13A Poem by Addie SantosHe called me beautiful,then comparedme to ecstasy.I asked him, “the drugor the word?”He answered, “the place”. |
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if i kissed them, would they moveA Poem by Addie Santoswill the bruises on your backsay you missed meor the blood flowing from yourelbows and knucklesare true to their possessori’ll kiss the tips of .. |
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a burden.A Poem by Addie SantosI am a glass of fruit juice vomitedout of the mouth of a recovering alcoholic.I am a quadrangle inserting myselfin a disc-shaped object.I’m the .. |
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redA Poem by Addie Santosi’m going to wear my red dresstonightand rub my lipswith a lipstickthe colour of wineand try my new ruby heels.maybe dye my hair strawberryand p.. |
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Untitled #05A Poem by Addie SantosI was lying down the wooden floormy room reeked ofalcohol and done cigarsI felt as though my boneswere nothing more than dustand the particles of the .. |
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new york city, where all the girls are pretty*A Poem by Addie SantosHer breaking point was the unearthing of documentsbecause of her poor fatherwho hanged himself in their gardenright after her mother died of leukaemia.. |
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