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"That summer I caught a butterfly
and devoured bowls of melons
but out of all those lies
‘I love you’ was most delicious."

Ocean Vuong, “Summer Romance,” published in Word Riot (via bostonpoetryslam)

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"There is no one to save us
because there is no need to be saved.
I’ve hurt you. I’ve loved you. I’ve mowed
the front yard."

Matthew Dickman, from Slow Dance (via unbloom)

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"Say surrender. Say alabaster. Switchblade.
            Honeysuckle. Goldenrod. Say autumn.
Say autumn despite the green
            in your eyes. Beauty despite
daylight. Say you’d kill for it. Unbreakable dawn
            mounting in your throat.
My thrashing beneath you
            like a sparrow stunned
with falling."

Ocean Vuong, “On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous” (via unbloom)

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