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after tube feedinglater in the kitchen we will compare – / around here they call them kisses, / bracelet full of bruises
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Sep 4, 2012
nothing bad has ever happened at this dinercold drink perspiring, your / hands suddenly clammy, / granite, you order another
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Sep 4, 2012
summersongthis poem is pressed / by the sun like a kiss to / the crook of your arm.
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Sep 4, 2012
archedtake the bones / they’re built around / and pull them down.
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Sep 4, 2012
wristbone“it was her wrists. they were beautiful.” / - valerie page, *v for vendetta* / soft underbelly of a fish, full of flesh,
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Sep 4, 2012
fever, blistersits on her lip like a flower / makes you mutter to yourself / too many kisses falling into her
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Sep 4, 2012
blonde on blondehaving decided that your duty is to bring music / and a little bit of danger to the lifeless streets / of suburbia, you draw yourself up as a rebel with a cause,
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Sep 4, 2012
clinicalmold spores sleep / in the blood of a girl / three floors and
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Sep 4, 2012
agoraphobiayou chew on coffee beans to cleanse your mouth of this / one long silence / it is open like a wound
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Apr 29, 2012
heathaven’t you heard what happens to girls in heat? / those sweaty painted-palmed girls / who slide through slick, sick summer days
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Feb 21, 2011
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