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Forgiving John Buckneri was living life on my knees when / I met JB, he was a song with a body part / in the title, a guardian, a saint, maybe a one-time
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Oct 27, 2014
Wordwhen in doubt-i-hyphentate. / this-also prevents Microsoft-word / from capitializing my i-‘s when i-want them
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Oct 22, 2014
Evocation.she was *called forth* / from the rain, sing-screaming through / the lonesome pines, scattering needles
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Oct 12, 2014
Sleeping Alone in A Dark Closet for What I Pretend Is the Last Timeshivered in a thin sober jacket / I wonder why you are not here / again, the sleep alone, the Sisyphus sun.
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Sep 17, 2014
Fall in Love with Someone Who Understands Your SilenceI have been told since I / learned to read / that holding someone close
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Sep 14, 2014
Cadillac CrossCadillac Cross / they were held up, two handfuls / of ripe fruit, an offering to the camera flash.
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Sep 3, 2014
Mr.Maniathere is a straightjacket noose man / gauzed inside my chest. / breathing with inside fever and moving
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Aug 5, 2014
Again By the SeaI do not know where your hands rest / when you speak. / but your knees are rounded
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Aug 4, 2014
with cratersyou are a big thing / glowing with craters / and you are the moon
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Apr 17, 2014
A Body in A Boatyou are a body in a boat / on the lake with the shadows / of a million birds over your chest
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Mar 30, 2014
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