tonight i will go home and lay my head on my broken mattress, my own version of the queens bed. i will dream that I am the empress of india, flowers named for my imperial beauty.
but for now, my insides feel like a waterfall; everything rushing down and filling my toes, swelling me up so i float when i walk, explosive and unrecognizable. everything smells like cumin powder and black and white movies, the kind i dream of living in.
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but for now, my insides feel like a waterfall; everything rushing down and filling my toes, swelling me up so i float when i walk, explosive and unrecognizable. everything smells like cumin powder and black and white movies, the kind i dream of living in.
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