embers, my kisses
scald your palms; your bandaged hands
ashing from my jaw
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a collection of things I have written in college
Samuel O. Adeyemi is a voice to be heard.
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- She smiled nails bare and bulging from the molding...
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- I bit your index finger, drawing blood from my bot...
- "they became bloodthirst, everything" mouths stain...
- Her white-dyed fur muff armored her right arm, rab...
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- two women, salon, push pinched pitches for Polite,...
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