words by dominic riccitello

with life
you die a thousand times
corners of hallways
motel bathrooms
touching your thighs
kissing random eyes
in the sour of my ways
grabbing sheets to grasp a cover
in the mist of our error
we think of our childhood
to mend a certain way
we break in a moment
thrive in the shadows of our darkness
playing in the void
dancing in danger
loving a stranger
kind eyes never felt right
love was like roulette
kissing your forehead
was the deepest sadness
besides the sunset