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And I remember looking at your face And seeing your brother These curved lips The full beard And when you lift your arm there is a heron But I sit in the train So I get home And when your best friend asks if I’m home safe I ignore his message Because I lie awake…

Romantic friends Let‘s not make this friendship end Adding sex on top of the softness Beautiful tenderness Romantic friends Whatever you say I want to keep you in my life. Romantic friends But there‘s a tension in the room So thick you could cut it with a knife Romantic friends Maybe I wouldn‘t have even…

I rather stay awake and think  Than waking up another lonely morning About how to change what needs to be Than letting another day pass like before And how to leave my mundane solitude Alone for some time So that when I get back home in the morning I‘m full of you.

– after months of misunderstanding and distrust, discomfort, discouragement, delusion, after months of distance – Where to begin a conversation that had never been possible before? In the future. In the future.

Problem in past pursued in present Populations inherently passive, perpetuate intergenerational pain partially intolerantly protesting particularly inter parental post-traumatic inheritance pledge Papa is paradoxically perturbating inner peace Perception is paying Peruvian indigenous prayer Panic is persistent

I prioritise safety over freedom It’s still so hard to grasp. And it will always run like sand through my hands After you I experienced life from far Who is the main character again? Pulling up the boat out of the water? Lost touch with my skin, my muscles, my appetite. After you I felt…