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honey, I need you
He watched the dust motes above him, visible via the skylight in his room. His hands extended upwards, a numb shimmer charging through them from the lack of blood flow. Their veins were a sickly, translucent purple through his skin. The boy lay in bed ill, and he was imagining himself there in the motes, flying with them in his own little universe.
But as his hands reached, the acrobatic particles shied away.
He said to himself, "I want to catch one in my hand."
His mother came in and brought him breakfast: milk and a peanut butter sandwich. A jar of honey rested on the tray too, for his mum knew how he adored it.
A kiss on the cheek - and out she went.
The boy ate the sandwich after pouring a sizeable amount of honey on it. The contents of it stuck to the roof of his mouth, then melted delightfully, dribbling down into subtle crevices beneath the lower lip.
He had an idea.
He stuck his hand into the jar, and covered it with honey.
The honeyed hand reached for the dust motes, into the
the palindrome: a girl + her reflection(s).if you told her that her eye color had swapped places with her hair color she'd believe you, and imagine herself a prudish elderly.
oh, she's more than gullible; more rightly put,
she: is my dearest author (i will call her "my author" although she would make a foolish writer).
i: am only viable - and visible – for as long as she stands before my complexion.
like a writer dissatisfied with their writings, with each glance at me, the slant of her eyebrows arches into contempt.
my author would turn, disdainfully, to the side to face the window (looking out at a foreign world), and she'd then revolve her head 'round back at me, scrutinizing,
she would call me by my name - it'd be the only time she'll ever utter a word to me: "inadequate", she'd say, always "inadequate."
i accept that i a-am just...that.
i...i don't have a reason for being, but to inform her that she has spinach between her teeth
...or that her blonde hair is poking out at an angle.
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