alex-clintonWhisper

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backI keep coming back to you. / I try to write about other things. / but I get stuck on you. constantly.
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Mar 23, 2012
pencilyou were quiet and i was loud, talkative / you asked to borrow a pencil so i gave you the one with the hellokitty stickers on it just to see you smile / you gave it back with a note and i read in my car in the parking lot after class
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Feb 20, 2012
Q&AYou hand just hangs / there like a question. / I want to reach for it.
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Apr 4, 2012
UntitledAnd to think. I've just thrown you away like an empty bag. But you're still full! How did I miss even the crumbs waiting in your shiny recesses, your crumpled volume? Every bit you have to offer, its better than the alternative. Wishing. And longing or whatever. I'm not proud. Its wasn't the glittering independent moment I thought it would be. Because you're still full and because I've just thrown you away.
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Apr 18, 2012
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