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UntitledMy face looks muddy today. / Patchy. / Dryness and oil coincide to create the dirty complexion I regretfully view in a spotted mirror.
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Feb 16, 2012
Which are More Dangerous? Paper Roses or Open Fan Blades?Left to rot in dingy vases under layers of dust, paper roses wilt too. / So I guess it’s a good thing I / Might
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Feb 14, 2012
UntitledRunning to hug you, how do our feet know exactly where to stop? / The perfect distance from the other’s toes so that when we reach out, / there are
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Feb 6, 2012
White Knuckles And A Heart Beat In My PalmDriving in the rain, / Isn’t that deep? / Our human obsession with rain and cigarettes and other shallow things like love never ceases to confound me.
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Jan 30, 2012
...But A Word...Soulful, / like your voice which winds and wraps itself about my heart, slowing its beat to preserve the moment we’re in. / Soulful,
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Jan 30, 2012
UntitledI want to be lead. / I want to be told something so profound that I cry. / More than that I want to believe this thing I’m told.
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Jan 30, 2012
Everything Crackles“Everything crackles when I walk, dear,” / she said as she stood to go. / The teapot was whistling
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Jan 30, 2012
God + Me = 4‘Be still and know….’ / I oblige-- / Until
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Jan 3, 2012
How To Turn Back TimeDelighted giggles ring in the night / I picture them skipping and racing in front of their parents, so eager. / Mom and Dad will lag behind and chat about what cute thing Susie did on the playground today, and how she cried for an hour because she wanted to start trick or treating early.
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Jan 3, 2012
UntitledCan love contradict? / Can love be wrong? / Wrong in what sense
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Jan 3, 2012
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