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A coined confession:Some nights the necklace you gave me feels cold, / Colder than it should given where it rests / Agai
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Feb 17, 2014
and life's a craft supply storeThere's nothing to be said about flowers / That hasn't already been said / Pretty little pastel pall
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Apr 3, 2013
an extended pun on "starbucks" since forgotten*If you want to talk of sense, / Find me at midday. / Otherwise speak in riddles / Of bergamot / And
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Aug 26, 2013
A Stretching Wing, a Turning HeadSpring settles in with a sigh: / Mild breath and soft sun, / Trees still bare, but hopeful. / I'm tr
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Feb 17, 2014
Au PrintempsLate snow and incense; / A copy of *The Essential Rumi* laid next to the oranges we left out for Ven
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Mar 1, 2015
Black Run (Sonnet #2)Your stillness draws me stalking still / Through redwoods, deadwoods, rotting trees, / With purpose,
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May 1, 2014
Burn PileWatching you grow up has been / Like watching the batteries die / In the last flashlight between us
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Mar 9, 2014
CadburyOur friends called you a ghost, / But you were always a dove to me, / Hanging back, voice low, / A q
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Mar 28, 2014
CHI - BUFThe airport terminal was so full / In October it felt like Christmas. / Eight gates packed with peop
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Mar 9, 2014
Cold FireToday you pushed back your sleeves / Suddenly, violently, / "I did this in London." / Two tattoos st
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Nov 13, 2013
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