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Let's PretendThat it doesn't hurt. / That there is no ball, / no yellow tumor,
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Dec 2, 2010
EmilyHer skin reeked of chlorine / and yours of cigarettes / She lay in the car, unconscious and unknowing
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Nov 21, 2010
HeadacheI want to crack open my skull / with my black pen / wedge it open
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Nov 19, 2010
We Want Your Every PurposeWe want your every purpose: / we want your youth, / your rosy cheeks.
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Nov 19, 2010
TantulusApples are tantalizing. / They tease me, / their red and green brightness,
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Nov 14, 2010
GuernicaIf I were to write a poem about you, / my haunted Spanish artista, / I wonder what it would look like.
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Oct 21, 2010
IdeasIdeas are so difficult to keep / I cannot trap them in jars; / they are not flitting lightening bugs
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Oct 17, 2010
ShiverI believe in goosebumps, / the shiver / Your hand passed lightly
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Oct 17, 2010
KeiriHe was a drunk, / and he left you / before you were grown
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Oct 17, 2010
SkinEvery morning I check myself, / and every night too, / and sometimes after I ***
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Oct 17, 2010
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