you call your ex boyfriend, sit on the toilet seat and listen to
the phone ring, when he picks up you say his name slow
he says I thought I told you to stop calling me
you lick your lips, you taste like years of being alone.
Your mouth is a lonely place but I keep coming back. — Warsan Shire (via durianquotes)
the two-faced sinister and saintly woman: Ugly -
Your daughter is ugly.
She knows loss intimately,
carries whole cities in her belly.
As a child, relatives wouldn’t hold her.
She was splintered wood and sea water.
They said she reminded them of the war.
On her fifteenth birthday you taught her
how to tie her hair like rope
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