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Liquid LoveYour pupils are black holes / and they tug and they tug at me / like how a tornado tugs at the gutter on the side of a tin roof house
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Jun 8, 2011
SliceSlice me in half, / find the pulsating medusa inside, / glowing like hot coals.
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Apr 22, 2011
PollenYou will only die once. / So, you might as well really feel it. / My greatest fear was of falling,
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Apr 22, 2011
PoliteAfter having been raised and drilled into the ingrained wood / with the politeness of / "pardon?"
12
Apr 22, 2011
Oro FinoShe had a Frida Kahlo look, / an honest beauty, / and too much innocence for anyone with half a history.
12
Apr 1, 2011
GridI met two strangers on the internet, it was a casual encounter. / One threw tirades of capital letters that punctured my screen, / ricocheted off my eyes,
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Dec 12, 2010
FallingYour chest against my sloped back. / Wind kissing my face, / tips of my feet grazing the sides of those wheels and gears.
10
Nov 21, 2010
KnotsI think / there are knots in the cables / connecting my brain to my hand.
4
Nov 20, 2010
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