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my muse - my muse - my musewhen you did that thing you did / when you sang that song you sang / your mouth an open heart / pres
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Apr 15, 2013
our human heartbattleground / uncharted territory / hiding place / joyful aching bursting empty / familiar and myst
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Apr 9, 2013
couple in the cemeteryyou two walk toward the sun like what you have is no big deal - but it is. / the tall dark and hands
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Mar 4, 2013
her stories made me cry in a haciendai want a grade school kind of love / tiny paper hearts / handwritten, sloppy, love sonnets / a lot o
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Mar 4, 2013
she's gonenonny is slipping away. she can’t eat her eggs, they dry on her lips. her hand is a claw, deformed,
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Mar 4, 2013
.may 7 2012.she’s gone and my world becomes a small comfortable bubble of washing dishes, making phone calls, gi
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Mar 4, 2013
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