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dogwood or magnoliascaled your apartment in one of my favorite dresses / right before sundown / watched the wind billow the blue silk up my thighs,
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trials of womanhood.you wedge your pointer finger between your canines- / in an attempt to appear sublime- or nervous- or seductive / either way it doesn't succeed.
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red ears / rustling coatsin the backs of cabs that reek of stale ***** / blue salt specks are dragged against their will to rest in the ridges of the floor mats. / fluorescent confused cubicles of light flashing by-
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first date with a delinquenti never really knew nonchalance / until approximately twenty minutes into ever / having had the pleasure
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lake lessonsready? / do you wanna go together? come, lets hold hands. / no?
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50%half a dead pigeon / has indented itself in the gravel lot next door / and every day at dusk, when i run my sacred shower,
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white wine whine.It was 2 a.m, as usual. / The doorbell rang and I knew right away / who would be slouched against the rusty gate
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a fine line.If you can't spot infatuation / like black crescent shaped moons of dirt / packed up tight beneath finger nails
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claire de lune twenty something timesi have always run / with my hands cupped / to the boys who have not fallen
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april's fool.you may have / wandered your way / into my late night cabs
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