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A Real ManSomeday a man will look me in the eyes / and I will not see myself reflected in his pupils, / but the best version of myself.
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Nov 23, 2011
AshtrayThis poem is an ashtray / grey, round, and chipped on the rim / dirty and wasted from your countless cigarettes
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Nov 23, 2011
DaydreamsI’ve decided to stop. / Stop looking. / Stop searching.
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Nov 23, 2011
February 14I didn’t know you were that kind of guy / I’m not really that kind of girl / I just liked how you made me feel
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Nov 23, 2011
for SummerShe only comes / in quiet moments when / no one is listening looking
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Nov 23, 2011
Half Past HappyOur love is a green summer / A plastic city / Filled with windowless smiles
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Nov 23, 2011
My Body's GeographyYou made a map / A map of me / A map of me to remind you of my love
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Nov 23, 2011
My First TimeI remember how heavy you were; / you left footprints in the grass / and on my chest.
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Nov 23, 2011
Paths CrossThis poem is a crumpled note / written quickly / and then smashed into a small careless ball
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Nov 23, 2011
Photographsit was like an earthquake. / the memory of him / rattles in me like a teacup
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Nov 23, 2011
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