Even while lying down, Junie feels like her body is on fire.
Maya runs her fingers through the surface of her skin, almost like Junie is a treasure to behold. Her hands follow the crevices of
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Upon the streets the rainstorm crackles
Like firecrackers along the pavement
The people run
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It was cold on the rooftop when the meteor shower began. I had brought a blue fleece blanket, and through the veneer of excessive shivering I draped it over us. Our shoulders touched, and I looked ... [+]
Curiously the day begins without you.
Not in a sudden fit of forgetfulness,
but in the way a
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She looked at him from across the gallery; tall, athletic, light eyes and dark hair, well-kept but not overly so. He looked like the type that was probably here with an INGO or a government agency ... [+]
The mist is born with stardust in its blood,
A violet cosmos hidden in its eyes,
The cutting
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The cobblestone streets press unevenly onto the soles of feet. And despite the sleepiness that is meant to be felt at this hour, washed over and induced by the swiftness of stars wiped across the sky ... [+]
Raindrop falling down her wrinkled surgical mask,
coughing came out of that isolation ward,
as
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The dull whirling sphere dances off
Until struck by the inquisitive hand
To reveal a bright
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As the weather warms
Layers peel away,
skin kissed by humid days and summer breezes~
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