by Natalie Knox<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Cherry cherries carry on with your deep red saturation on the walls of my HBIC\u2019s office. carry on with that silly dream, only if you like the red scene. I suppose it will suffice.
It’s a tad different than the cherry coke stains on my split ends that have since turned back to bleach blocks. my mom told me to stop box dying my hair. Maybe the cherry isn\u2019t so different from the raspberry shade of my blush. the powder makeup on my desk, not my natural hue.
cherry clings to the curbs of the toilet bowl after a night of vodka crans in my ex\u2019s apartment. Or like the pit when you bite into it and your gums smash against your teeth, bloody. The saturated stain on your lips means \u201cI love you.\u201d
It tastes metallic while ever so sweet. breathe in and you\u2019ll
be consumed by the aroma of office ink. don\u2019t drown in the ink as you chomp chomp chomp on the cherries. bite into me like a pit and I will show you what red means.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"