usual moments - escapril day 8 |
Description: when i wake up in the middle of the night often you’re there, turned away, the outline of your neck fuzzy, like a mirage. blue nipping at the edges. blue thick on your shoulders, heavy blue, london sky doesn’t go black – and there, slumped, your body like soft clay, i want to press a hand into the hollows of your back leave a mark that sticks and goes (like us, like everything) a mark that sticks and goes and accomplishes nothing besides the feeling of your skin displacing around me – your back in the blue light, your face in the yellow light, me and you knotted in violet – usual moments shot through a prism, saturated in color. i think this, sink watching the kaleidoscope play out on my eyelids, dream in pink escapril info: https://www.instagram.com/p/Bt8MAWBg-LT/ prompt list: https://www.instagram.com/p/BueGczsBFpg/ follow me: website: http://www.savbrown.com twitter: http://www.twitter.com/savannahbrown instagram: http://www.instagram.com/savbrown goodreads: http://bit.ly/2G4Sjpl order my novel THE TRUTH ABOUT KEEPING SECRETS: amazon UK: http://amzn.to/2u16lDK amazon US: http://amzn.to/2G3Kctd book depository: http://bit.ly/2IxYa4P or my poetry collection GRAFFITI: amazon UK: http://amzn.to/2HDN7pB amazon US: http://amzn.to/2IzEMo7 
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