Casey Renee Kiser
Whisper (Run For Your Life)
I won't sleep if that's what it takes to not wake up as myself
Hold Me Under: Poems to Drown to
I convince myself memories are nothing more than a plural noun
Spit Me Out
I'll let no man in, unless of course, he knocks. Walk right in to my heart with a thousand locks.
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