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A Matter of IncrimentsSeventy-nine days ago I walked home in early / September wearing a smell / of you.
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Oct 29, 2011
Balcony SunriseThe way you held / your cigarette, / The way you saw sunrise coming
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Nov 6, 2011
BedtimeI roll over and pounce, / thinking of the beeswax deodorant / you bought when I said it would
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Nov 16, 2011
Cigarette Breaks on the South SideI ask myself about Paulie who walked along / Brereton St., up and down the double yellow line, / said it was the only way he traveled,
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Nov 6, 2011
FLINTDowntown is toned by streetlights on Saginaw St., / tracing her cobbled backbone— / on the corner a pool of light is a lullaby,
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Nov 6, 2011
October Night in a BottleIt’s about boot heels for metronomes tonight, / the out of tune guitar grinning on the upstroke / is our Harvest, is our reveling
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Nov 6, 2011
One Night StandI'll see you around, but / not again on this empty floor, / the two of us in blankets, slept on our clothes,
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Oct 29, 2011
(still no title) or As the Liquor HitsI am lost to the inside joke / of the empty street in my city / and laugh about nothing, really
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Nov 26, 2011
The Grace of WinterYou a blanket and I— / naked boughs, / leafless sounds
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Nov 6, 2011
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