i keep getting caught in chunks of memories

my favorite insert from a love letter written by vita sacksville-west to virginia woolf 

“i miss you even more than I could have believed; and I was prepared to miss you a good deal”

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do you feel yourself ?

pressing my long red fingernails into the palm of my hand 

i cant feel myself. 

the tears streaming down my cheeks

the scraping on my hands is nonetheless a knock at the door for my mind

hello who’s there?

who’s there 

who is there?

i don’t know 

none of this matters 

i want this to all matter though

isn’t that the point 

i know i’ll feel different in the morning 

today has been everywhere 

what color am i in your dreams 

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texterika g