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The richest girl in town.

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#3 [Friday, Apr. 10th, 2009|02:47 pm]
The richest girl in town.


Ghosts make themselves at home in my hair,
rest their weightless bodies in the hammocks
of my dreadlocks, and whisper hard-spun tales
a hair’s breadth from the eager funnel of my ear.

When their storytelling gets as loud as it is today,
I consider handing out eviction notices:
the buzz of electric clippers rumbling
along the fault line at the nape of my neck,
the sound of their disembodied bodies bisected
by the simple snip of shears.


[User Picture]From: fa_ikaika
2009-04-10 10:06 pm (UTC)
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[User Picture]From: rivetpepsquad
2009-04-10 10:07 pm (UTC)
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[User Picture]From: lowhumcrush
2009-04-10 10:38 pm (UTC)
girl, i have missed you. in more ways than one.
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[User Picture]From: vertexnormal
2009-04-10 11:35 pm (UTC)
can i touch your hair?
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[User Picture]From: wordweaverlynn
2009-04-10 11:42 pm (UTC)
Oh. Oh, that is strong.
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[User Picture]From: piedpiper
2009-04-11 12:35 am (UTC)
this is amazing.
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