Her Favorite Color
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sedehaven
sedehaven I am writer. Hear me starve,
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She could never imagine a love without bruises.

CW: DV, bruises, blood

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Her Favorite Color

My mother wore purple

My mother wore purple bruises, fresh-bloomed,

like the flowers

like the flowers he never bought her.

Like the ripe apologies

Like the ripe apologies that burst like grapes

Like the ripe apologies that burst like grapes from his lips.

She wore his touch

She wore his touch and called it passion.

She could not understand

She could not understand a love without bruises.

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