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yannick-robin eike mirko
Mar 21, 20241 min read
the last poem I wrote about you while you were alive
March 2023 He said he wanted a daughter so when he went bald she could put a wig on him. She never did, though the mold that accumulates...
yannick-robin eike mirko
May 19, 20231 min read
where i'm from...
written sometime after 2020 and before 2023, during a trauma-based therapy course. where i'm from...is broken. because i've filled it...
yannick-robin eike mirko
Dec 6, 20222 min read
...how could they prefer her?
an escalating metro panic attack at the first smell of your perfume since the last time I was consumed by it's scent, while embracing...
yannick-robin eike mirko
Nov 29, 20221 min read
French Press
USED A FRENCH PRESS FOR THE FIRST TIME TODAY HARD TO EXPLAIN THAT FOR SUCH A SIMPLE THING I WISHED I HAD YOU THERE TO SEE IT MY WRIST...
yannick-robin eike mirko
Sep 30, 20221 min read
you didn’t die during the hurricane so I wrote this for you.
Maybe it isn’t in my storyline to be unconditionally loved by you I won’t dehumanise myself to revive our dynamic of terror Maybe I read...
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