(what are you waiting for?)

Me: “Well  in five years if we’re both still single, we should get married so you can get American citizenship.”
Him:  “That’s a good idea, thanks Amy”
——————————————————-
my shoulderblades have
sharpened
then softened
now the most reckless
of vulnerabilities
I have 
broken-glass battle scars
from
dancing barefoot in dirty streets
drunk off the
wind in my veins
since the day I 
killed the past with
sunlight
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