you my paranoid obsession me a vector in your direction // The night brings a consumptive melancholy Its fingers caress my skin like A scalpel Surgically removing what remains from daylight A tired terror drives this apathetic synthesis of dissonance and relief // “Oh we flee the scene of our little crime We feel so…
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Who I Am
My name is Amira. I’m a writer. I’m actually a lot of different things, and it would take too much time to put them all here, but I’m three things primarily: a writer, a wine marketer, and an explorer. I’m not a blogger by trade, but I write here sometimes about things that I’m interested…
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