mackenzie-turnerWhisper

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Grosbeakat night, / pine branches scratch / the gibbous moon.

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Mar 14, 2013

I'll die hungry, thank you.God, but your patient. / I can’t stand how much you love me, in the grocery store. / You give me so much time,

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Mar 14, 2013

baby brilliant futurewhen your arms are around my waist / when I make coffee in the kitchen / it traces a delicate line around the present.

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Mar 14, 2013

oh no I am shapeshifting againI live on a planet that terrifies me. / at night, I imagine a knife slicing open my abdomen / I feel more relaxed with my skin open

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Mar 14, 2013

MätamStop, please stop that thud, that thud, / I hear your thirst like sand for blood-- / O I will bring you water, water,

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Mar 14, 2013

dental recordsI used to keep my baby teeth in a butterscotch tin. / I guess I was making an investment / in tooth-fairy stock; trying to diversify my easter bunny portfolio.

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Mar 14, 2013

a foreigner lamp lightingfistfulls of tsampa, butter lamps, / kneeling till my legs are cramped / and feeling less than human here,

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Apr 4, 2012

unrepentive passive-aggressive finds happiness because time is unjustyou read those books where they build girl angels in laboratories / who fall in love with lonely boys. / you like hearing your poems

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Mar 2, 2012

There are no mirrors, there are only lenses1. I have to stop when I catch myself mentally titling poems about how you and I do not belong together. / 2. *Doomed like your mother, doomed like your father*—don’t think it, don’t think it—*loneliness is my birthright, loneliness is my bride.* / 3. This is a mania, this is a phobia. Tag your neuroses and track them, keep track of them.

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Feb 23, 2012

Year of the Dragoncolor camera filter gel / it's a black tower at tintagel / turns me every shade of dead

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Jan 27, 2012

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