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Hg Aug 2019
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Hg Mar 2019
i
am
jealous
jealous of my smart
and beautiful friends
for they can arrange their sentences
so simply
yet elegant
i always understand what they mean
but
me?
it’s like i have to make a speech
out of the magnets on the fridge
no matter what intelligent thoughts i think
it seems they don’t stick
and my fridge is left
in a mess of utterances
blocks of nonsense  
hence
my
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Hg Dec 2018
what’s the Wi-Tri password?
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Hg Oct 2018
bouquets of powder
as white as flowers of zinc

skating thin ice
cutting thin lines on the sink

sniffing inhaling
until his nostrils would bleed

skip to the morning
they find his pale white body

he was so nice
in junior high when we met

his younger brother
smiled exactly like him

the death tore the team
they were closer than magnets

but he risked it all
to fall in the flower bed

is that what we get
when we encourage the dope

tuition’s forgiven
still the parents don’t cope

and i can’t imagine
how hard it must be to hold

a part of your brother
right underneath your own nose
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Hg Oct 2018
she was quite the actor
always on a role

lights camera affection
putting on a show

she was quite the model
never had to pose

every lie a candid
such a natural
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Hg Aug 2018
i’m friends with a chemist
she always got a flask

now she got a heartache
and a faded henna tat

lately i’ve been lonely
and she’s been really sad

so we took to the roof
we took the ***** threw it back

her finger has a tan line
but we don’t mention it

i can’t hold down my liquor
or my laughter so i spit

she chugs like it’s water
she’s got those russian genes

the only thing i got in blood
are zits and heart disease

the sips leaks out her lips
like cracks within a dam

some drip onto her wrists
rubbing the henna off her hand

i make a drunk comment
on her spiral designs

she says they’re meant to bring
good luck and blessings to the bride

and then she paused the night
by tightening her lips

our feet dangled in silence
hanging off the tiled edge

till suddenly she cracked
her bottled up emotions

poured out what she feels
the wasted years of her devotion

**** love dude, she whispered
**** weddings and white dresses

let him go and **** all of
those delta gamma *******

she looked down at the ground
as a crack of thunder rolled

wiped away her tear and said
love’s just a chemical

she handed me her flask
and i took the final swig

sunset almost ended when
a thought rained on my head

if love’s a chemical
and that’s all it’s ever been

our bodies are just flasks
and love’s just a reaction
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Hg Aug 2018
wri
ting is
threading
your           life
thro             ugh
a ne           edle
and         if
you sew
secrets
you'll
get
po
ke
d
a
l
i
t
t
l
e
.
©Hg
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