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BELL OF SALT
I behold her, bathing in a foam-fall ever-growing moonlight diaphanous, draping her alabaster breasts.
Jan 14
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bailey
Midnight Essays
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A Love Letter to Cam Girls
i wrote a poem with a cam girl at the forefront
Oct 13, 2025
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bailey
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Lady of Sorrows
"and i was so young when i behaved 25, yet now, i find i've grown into a tall child"
Sep 26, 2025
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bailey
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I Cannot Call Myself a Poet Anymore
i'm tired
Jul 14, 2025
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BELL OF SALT
I behold her, bathing in a foam-fall ever-growing moonlight diaphanous, draping her alabaster breasts.
Jan 14
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bailey
COMMUNION, ON THE CRESCENT
Held by the neck of night pressed to her tongue, it’s communion biting the hand that loves.
Jan 12
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SACRAMENT OF BONDAGE
Waxing hunger, waning restraint she is the knotted saint — Bound to the chapel with her violet veins, and I, through her.
Jan 9
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bailey
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sister honey
the articulation of all that resides inside of me so it won't rot anymore
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