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Anne Curtin Aug 2017
I
thought
I
was
keeping
a
secret

while
it
was
keeping
me
Anne Curtin Aug 2017
writing
poetry
is
breathing
out
shredded
glass.
  Aug 2017 Anne Curtin
Ramin Ara
The
Words
You
Speak
Become
The
House
You
Live
In
Anne Curtin Aug 2017
I
am
the
one
who
chose
to
leave
I
am
the
one
who
chose
me
  Jul 2017 Anne Curtin
Anne Molony
you know the look
the look
when you feel eyes on the side of your face
but you're not completely sure
so you turn
instantly catching them
looking
their addictive
ice blue eyes
staring
and then quickly they're gone
looking somewhere else
like the floor or  
out the window or
pretending to be deep in thought
but
you know that they've been looking
because you've caught them twice before
Anne Curtin Jul 2017
The winter sunlight
makes ***** cold streets sparkle.
My fingers are warm.
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