F.F.E. / Paper Hearts

Avatar Author: Tad Winslow "If you don't work nothing will." Maya Angelou Read Bio

Weed and Air Wick (Erica)—
We’d land feet first,
She’d plan out our strategy,
Seed to plant From Free Earth

FFE
naturally, but
catastrophe struck
when Rabbit came back
in a gasp, stab wounds, a gash,
then two snaps later we were trapped
in a cage at the age of eighteen
(in the 12th grade, then one
day unseen), sent up
state, which pretty
much equates
to a living
grave,
give
or
take,
yeah, so
not so great

Before that
I felt like I
was meant
for more

After all
I’ve been
a basket
case since
I was small,
always playing
basketball

I’d always be
the one to, uh,
upper cut, 1 2

Like “Yo
supper’s up,
steamy cutler,
suppler steaks,
bread and butter
brioche w/chopped
lobster on top, offer
‘live long and prosper’
t shirts, merch! do I Spock
a lot? Mock cops? Block
sidewalks with snow
and daydreams?
Memories of
fireplaces,
Teeming
like a
city,
time
and
spaces
in entirety,
The mind erases
Like pencil on loose
Leaf leaving letter traces
-dull but beautiful graphite
bite marks
- fire starters love paper

hearts’’

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Comments (1 so far!)

  1. Ahfl_icon THX 0477

    Rambling but cute and endearing all the same.

    Nice to see you around, Tad.