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to myself. before.you will be happy again. / you will have dry eyes for months on end, / walk the beach in the evening,
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Apr 21, 2013
I want to love you, but I can't do it todayI watched the city disappear, then / watched it re-emerge from the night sky, / dabs of watercolor on a surface gathering pigment
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Apr 8, 2013
we are pilotswhen did I wake up okay? / when did the sun stop hurting my eyes / when did I start being able to get out of bed everyday
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Apr 8, 2013
swing lowthe world feels lighter, / a shade of grey, floating, airy; / in december I swear the world was deep maroon, people were falling off the edges of a flat piece of paper
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Jan 28, 2013
I can walk for miles, miles, milesI have been bright, hovering for weeks with the edges of ovals I so narrowly believed to be bicycle wheels, / discovering good friends in places right under the windowsill, freshening up the roses / in the pots I'd forgotten about on the back porch.
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Jan 14, 2013
to adventureI was magnificent. / I sat there in the dark, alone, and I clutched christmas lights to my chest. / whispering, "here,"
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Dec 28, 2012
dawn of city lightsthe sinking sun keeps calling / poetic bones and walgreens; three am / flinging glass, nightmares, explicit
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Nov 25, 2012
how could I **** a manlast night scraped painstakingly / from the fissures in my brain / scraped like ink from wood-latch boxes with
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Nov 25, 2012
perhaps I already doI keep writing the spaces between heartbeats, / I keep touching the things that aren't real, / I keep saying how I'm going to change into something,
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Nov 25, 2012
brighter.one o'clock in the morning / switch switch clack clack / there's a train and it's streaming swirls of
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Nov 25, 2012
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