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Lipstickyou wore this shirt on the first day of red lipstick / lipstick in general / lipstick that created on your face a new dimension

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Figure Study 3The photo reminded her of bruised fruit. Well first and foremost:fruit. / Her body, curled around itself, sheltering the fibrous crunchy pit of her, her body white and frayed looking, rounded buttock, calf gently sloping, feet modest, willowy toes toenails like shale / face blurred, questionable dark spots where her eyes could have been. they closed as the shudder buckled, her mouth sagged open, lip lolling to one side, brow ancient furrowed like folds of sand nudged by a lazy tide. None of it concise, only guessing. Her knees brought up, squeezed against small

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hangover poemi am wearing a kimono, / this sheer, garish, floral shred of fabric that wafts about my frame. / the cafe people snip at it with their eyes full of sharp edges.

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big city thoughts on our winter flowersOh sister, / growing fiercely from between the cracks of those / big city sidewalks

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The PigsThe Pigs / symbolize for me now / the hell

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Antique Dressesfifty years later / you girls wear their old dresses / over sky

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intersectionyour hand twists around / the milksoft steel of that long / slender stem

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shrinelens is ancient and crusted with a film of / old blood of the skies and / liquidy fragments of soul that fall from eyes

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fourteen monthsdouble the time it took me to realize you / werent everything / and here i stand, jawless,

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Dadhes in good with the junkyard owner / and he likes that / they are both old men

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