• Vol. 03
  • Chapter 06
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A two-headed doll
we looked in different directions
and swallowed whole a
world of changes.
My task was to keep you
safe beneath the layers of paper.
that taste bitter. But my saliva
dissolves your image like pills
and the jagged edges
drag out your colour.
Imitation, division,
unity. Run along side me
my love, before we cut out
another life.
Could you forgive me
for leaving you behind?