Poems from melancholyjuice

Where is my coffee? Existing––not worth it without a cup of coffee.   The bitter the better and less bitter I will be, With just one cup of...
It starts in the face With swollen eyes and puffy lips And moves onto the throat With a burning lump that happens when You’re trying not to...
Thinking too much about space Bon Iver, Keaton Henson, and Grizzly Bear Thinking too much about time And when there’s a mess everywhere   A...
Thank you for making it today, 5:00 A.M For illuminating my room and my skin with your tender light And for convincing me that I can still...
When I was seventeen, I used to keep my weed In this container meant for chamomile tea.   I think i’ve been eating a lot of spiders in my...

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