• Vol. 08
  • Chapter 04

Flamingos

I sent you a picture
Flamingos at Lake Nakuru
The clouds above them ripped
Like an early draft
My morning thoughts
Spell your name
Do you think of me
Before you fall asleep?
Just remember
For now
This is all that we've got
To hold on to
Pictures on our phone screens
(I miss your hands)

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