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April ShowerRemind the river / the puddle and the spring lake / what water tastes like.
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Mar 29, 2014
How the Story Goesshe jostles under the vine serpents, / knees scraping trees, / green light bending onto her skin.
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Mar 8, 2014
Drowning on PurposeWhen I was sixteen sun-dazed and shining / I dove feet first into / the Pacific,
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Nov 4, 2013
The Fire BreatherHis eyes feel like mad August; / his breath, hot like hope. / there’s oil in his insides,
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Oct 19, 2013
Morning RadioFire it up. / Voices clap in rapture and lava. / And all around the slow
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May 10, 2013
did we decide on love?Did we decide on love? / You know the grumbling hooligan / better than I.
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Mar 30, 2013
mississippiWillows creak in that soil / and I can hear / a tight pack of crickets shudder;
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Mar 3, 2013
stormThunder blue / Leaves abducted from there gray fathers / Windows buckled and snap against the pressure.
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Mar 3, 2013
The Perks of a Thick SkullI. The hell my mind tries to tame. The honey writhes and spits in a wrinkled cage. / II. Harvest the thick of oxygen, but never dance in the gale. Heed the vocal constellation, but never try to scream along. / III. I taste the dry tears of last minute musings. Thorns hiss at my flesh; so still I part the green to avoid the forest’s swallow.
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Feb 22, 2013
Third Wheel Things.The expendable existence. / That uncomfortable rat on your skin. / The cut in your gums that bleeds when you chew.
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Feb 9, 2013
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