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Landscape - MXL

When I look at you sideways on your pillow,

Your eyes become craters

Sunken, dark, damp

Your mouth becomes a determined volcano that erupts

With pain or love or bile

Your hair becomes a sparse field of grain

Struggling against the chemicals in your veins

Your nose becomes a grand promontory that reaches for the sky

Lined around it, your rivers of plight

I can only watch as each day your features become more and more

Like an etched landscape

Carved by the doctors

the tumors

the fear

A landscape only familiar in an impossible nightmare


MXL wants to create content that makes you pause, reflect, pace around for a minute or two, and then want to read again. You’ll likely catch them on a bike or jotting something down.

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