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What If

by Faith Diaz every floweryou ever pick,wilts at your touch, every kissyou ever plantseeps venom instead of passion, and every timeyou slowly outline my fingers,they melt away into someone else’s; … Continue Reading What If


Kristin LaFollette
“I jump from a concrete
pillar, the camera sitting
heavy against your watery
chest, the lens cap still on;”