I never realized my back
could be exposed like...

Snow's intimacy-
Vapor pooling onto script...

Autumn has taken my lungs
I breathe cities and buildings...

The things they swept beneath their beds
were not dust, no, they weren't some kind...

I'm too damaged to watch
storms pour sugar onto their...

Talking is hard.
These conversations that pop up like a new...

Whenever your arms embrace me
(only in public), you'd bask in my...

Como tus labios, pruebo la diferencia
entre una orquesta del mar y una tierra...

You are these statistics I'm trying
to formulate, but no calculator or histogram...

I will be the last one standing;
You didn't realize my mind was the...

I am an ebon starling, I have yet to grow
to mother's size, yet streaks of an...

My mind is an idealist.
I know I was born to be that way...