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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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May 17, 2013
9.There is no easy way out. / Finding solace in cigarettes, / malice in each intent.
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Nov 17, 2011
achesubtle thump / i beg you don't betray me / inside mathematic ribs
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Jun 9, 2015
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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May 10, 2012
april's fool.you may have / wandered your way / into my late night cabs
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May 18, 2013
claire de lune twenty something timesi have always run / with my hands cupped / to the boys who have not fallen
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Sep 18, 2013
crevices/curvaturereading my palm in a gay bar, you come across a long convincing scratch i gave myself accidentally from an unsupervised kitchen knife- your finger glides over the ridges and you make the claim that it’s some deep scar- i say it’s a few days old and the disco lights are outlining all my friends in weird circular scattered patches and i sip my gin and hide my exhale under the bass.
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Apr 13, 2013
death of the waltzwhen the cafe closed / our hearts were broke / and we spilled out slow
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Nov 22, 2014
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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May 11, 2013
first date with a delinquenti never really knew nonchalance / until approximately twenty minutes into ever / having had the pleasure
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May 11, 2013
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