Trafika Europe 8 - Romanian Holiday

Cobolt [Ten Poems]

c o l l a r b o n e m a x i l l a r : here is your x-ray try to catch something in tired eyes, under the flesh are blood vessels, tissues, something happens there, the soul is found in the fingertips, and for the lucky ones it nestles into lungs – when you told me this I didn’t want to let you go anymore, but to smoke together and age.

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