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he grips my coffee
Eyes swallow me like a swarm
Brewed hate pours on me.
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he grips my coffee
Eyes swallow me like a swarm
Brewed hate pours on me.
More stories from Melissa Ingoldsby and writers in Poets and other communities.
Comments (2)
Oh wow, that last line! Brewed hate, jist wow!
A striking poem—absolutely chilling.