all we had left besides
blurry screen smudged vision and apocalyptic climate heads
was the kindness we shared over a smashing boba tea
in twenty twenty three
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Tag Archives: tea
one and two
i was one milk tea short of a spectacular day
when you told me you were at your breaking point
the beneficiary of your former friend’s rage
i doubled up my order adjusted my coordinates
and found you #katyamills
Russian Ukrainians
they painted one another’s nails
the colors of the flag
and while doing so they
talked about the war and drank english tea
and wondered when the men
were coming home
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rainbo.ba
i let my emotions free
they ate up all the cake they
drank the boba tea
we were not invited
back and they talked about us
forever
#katyamills
2.22.22
i was on the couch with milk green tea. a book resting its wings on my chest. my nerves were playing hard after one of those days you wanna forget. what was left of the light, deflected off the silver ring you gave me, and found a home in the flowers. they say when a planet gets too close to the sun, its atmosphere begins to burn off and leaves a smoky trail in outer space. after countless years it is stripped down to a scorched rock. culture. dedicated to breakdown and cracked in the teeth. well well, i thought, earth still got its atmosphere and i got one, too. i don’t give a damn what they say when they don’t know what they’re talking about! the thought of this calmed me and i drifted into peaceful sleep.  #katyamills
true crime
rolling thoughtful eyes
a milky soporific
tea leaves discarded in an angry
drain. too long i let it steep too long. i’m sorry
the confession
the weapon
time
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pepper tea
the subtle thing got a little louder the
magnanimous one dropped back some. when they met
for pepper tea the not so subtle truth told the big
thing you sure made me feel important
you did. thank you. they stirred sugar
evenly. room enough
for two
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blonde
you came to my door selling candles
and applespice tea in blonde wooden
boxes. i bought the one with a dragon
holding a sword. the kind you wanna
carve into your arm some day
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tea 4 the workers
get out upon a friday
dawn. lost inside
the fog
when the end comes
you will be tired
feel it in your
feet your
knees your
back
walk proud into your weekend
have tea read the paper
the leaves and
reflect
easy
you put your
all into it
+ cross +
speak my heart i
may not cross
you
hum of the engine faded we
could see the tea
whispers
a season of
upsets a family
of misunderstanding
beat my heart
speak my heart
what be true
may i not
cross you
K IS SILENT 