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#5All these words / tile the pool that / floods with meaning.
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Jul 11, 2012
#6These confused thoughts / are pearls / echoing against
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Jul 11, 2012
a conversation with Pain“You’ve been treating it like a summer home; vacant, drafty, neglected; and yet you expect it to be in top working order whenever you decide to honor it with your presence”, she scolds. / “But I must inhabit the bustling city, my first home, if I am to survive the marathons of days of disembodied vigilance.” I protest. “Why don’t you just leave me alone?” / “You don’t get it,” she expectorates, eyes narrowing and finger wagging.
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Mar 2, 2019
Barefoot on a Wednesday NightWith each step, / blistered skin slaps against my bare foot / like a 3-day-old band-aid.
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Jul 12, 2012
candy cornComfort is like candy corn. / The first two kernels are delicious: / a gratifying waxy smoosh between your molars;
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Jul 8, 2018
EarthThe Earth is hungry. / Down by the train tracks, / her smooth skin ripples and buckles
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Jul 8, 2018
errands with my love1. / Clutch sinks to the floor / like a drunk mini skirt under a clever pickup line
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Jul 21, 2018
ExcavationI start with a backhoe, displacing / brain-sized clumps of earth. / A few fickle particles escape
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Jul 10, 2012
eyesIn your eyes / the night disrobes, and / darkness falls away in
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Jul 8, 2018
Ghost of todayI lay in bed / and tell myself how my day went. / Thoughts revolve slowly,
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Jul 8, 2018
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