to grey skies

i want to swallow

the roil of blue-black clouds

i want to feel the flit of coarse bark

against the shoddy fixtures

of gabled roofs

i want to incise the

dark recesses of split mutters

i want to be severed

so that i may be whole

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Brittany Adames

Brittany Adames is an eighteen-year-old Dominican-American writer. She spends time writing poetry and leaving short stories half-finished.

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