paige-millerWhisper

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AA is for apple. / The one that doesn’t fall far / from the tree.
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Jun 28, 2012
A Mountain's PlightYou preach philosophies, / wishing to melt mountains with your mind. / You find its presence unfair to the desert,
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Apr 23, 2012
BB is for boy, / the neighbor I met at an age / too young to remember.
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Jul 17, 2012
Beyond the BoxWhat to do / when the birds start singing / at frequencies beyond my hearing
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Apr 23, 2012
ButterfliesYou and I started off as children / and cacooned / until we became butterflies,
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May 2, 2012
Butterfly EffectEven sound leaves an impact / a trace in the air that meets your ear. A planned impact. / Shuffling feet on grass can crush
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Feb 27, 2013
Carli Lloyd is a BadassA Jersey girl came along / and I started to think about angles of yaw / needed to take flight,
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Dec 9, 2012
CascadeI grabbed your hand when no one was glancing / but you were waiting, causing constrictions / of my aorta. My legs were dancing.
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Apr 18, 2013
DessertYou signal with your eyes, permission. It’s a look that twists my heart. My epinephrine increases, inhibits insulin secretion and my blood glucose rises. Hands roam mountains and valleys. Hips become handles. We scatter clothes across the room. Our thoughts are scattered. Down isn’t the floor, it’s the opposite of high. My breath is caught between my lungs and your tongue, darting across mine. Pain flirts with pleasure. Whoever said lips taste like strawberries is wrong. They taste much better than that.
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Apr 18, 2013
Doppler EffectDo the tiny footsteps of ants make a sound? / When we concave their hills I can’t hear a sound. / Hands, wrapped around your fingers. Eyes
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Apr 18, 2013
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