I watched him
︎︎︎︎︎ Ava Rose
︎ July 24, 2023
I watched him through beaded necklaces swinging on a nail asleep on the old white sofa with the pink roses on it I could see his chest rising and falling.
drunk philosopher gave me a sheepskin coat on the edge of the highway the sun was so hot dripping halo I spread my arms like an angel.
He lit me a room full of candles I never told him anything true
I remember him walking down a pretty street dragging the heaviest shadow,
walking away.
drunk philosopher gave me a sheepskin coat on the edge of the highway the sun was so hot dripping halo I spread my arms like an angel.
He lit me a room full of candles I never told him anything true
I remember him walking down a pretty street dragging the heaviest shadow,
walking away.
Ava Rose is an artist currently living in Montreal.
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