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Green
What a ridiculous thing
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to avoid what makes you hurt.
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A refusal to acknowledge
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the prickers on
1m
Jul 16, 2014
Breakfast with You
breakfast with you
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dripping with innuendo
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and that duck hunt hat
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makes me feel like i’m being
2m
Jul 16, 2014
Strange Love
I fall in love
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with an average
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of 13 people
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per day.
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It’s the little things
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that move me /
3m
Jul 15, 2014
Am I the?
I am the moon
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Illuminating the darkness which paralyzes my trust.
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At night is when I feel both f
2m
Jul 15, 2014
Nothing Is Mine
Today I discovered.
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Nothing is mine;
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It's yours, too.
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The lip prints on my bowl,
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the wax fin
3m
Jul 12, 2014
The Dustbowl
The thing is, the town grew restless
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living deep within the dustbowl,
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so they placed mountains b
2m
Jul 12, 2014
Fresh
When I was young
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and summer was fresh
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I used to watch
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the worms
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bathe in the driveway
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duri
2m
Jul 12, 2014
Elizabeth
There is a pile of children’s blocks stacked up beside this mother’s apron; they spell out centuries
2m
Jul 12, 2014
Hesitation
I retreated from something, I retreated. I didn’t want that.
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Intermittent stars of isolation, this
1m
Jul 12, 2014
No Longer Our Own
Remembering receives a new definition
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each year, each year we grow older
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as our numbers change /
2m
Jul 12, 2014
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