slender truths tear as we strain on them. the lies tunnel deeper. we wear our grief in heavy overcoats. but when the storm comes, the rain still soaks us.
life stutters. the moments stall. love draws its pencils marks in skin searching for something more permanent.
the animal rages. evolution reasons. betrayed by nature. we build our own utopia. and destroy it with our arrogance.
we insist we are stronger. even as our world collapses.
superstition's stain mars all of our choices.
the little dolls try on their dresses. tender thighs get caught in broken zippers.
we rage at the crimes against us. only to discover we are the villains.
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