poem: blood + science

you are another rotten thing in the mouth of the monsters and the early morning sun

illuminates all, except the truth.

your c grade in science

didn’t prepare you for the stench of syrupy blood on black tiles

or the taste of your own death on your tongue.

talia b. ; @raggedhearts

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