you keep
stealing from
like ouroboros.
eating his own tail

streetlight pretty,
skinned knees pretty,
tears wiped away eyes bright pretty

every girl is
her own city.
a home that is
not a home that
is a home.

hi ya'll! i'm salt. i'm getting back into poetry & prose after a long break. (work got busy and i got tired.) i used to have a writing tumblr but wanted to get a fresh start. i'm thinking about posting some of the shorter poems straight on here as toots, it'll be interesting seeing whether the requirement of brevity polishes my writing.

anyway, excited to meet some of my fellow writers on here.

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