good morning texts
good morning, my beautiful girl
my butterfly girl
my every-star-in-the-sky girl
my girl, the “my” something
i swirl around in my mouth for a moment,
allow myself to choke on it
allow myself to be comfortable with this idea
of possession, of possessing
you
of being something that haunts and follows
the shadow in the background
that ruins the photograph
Lucia Morello is currently a student at Miami University, where they study zoology and creative writing. They have previously been published in Inklings magazine. To read more of their work, email them at lucia.m.morello@gmail.com.
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