frío

Posted on by Mikki Hood

we went through it, ignoring

all the signs, all the warnings

we plowed through, with no consideration

and now we’re left, inconsolable

it hit us deep, it hit us hard

like strapped to the track

waiting for a merciless machine

the one we loved riding

to tear us deep, to tear us, apart

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Published by Mikki Hood

Growing up I got to see the world through more than one window, in time I found I couldn’t go back to just the one. I fell in love with the many ways things are perceived. I just want to put some of them out there.

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