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 Mar 2018
a mcvicar
rub my eyes and say
everything will be okay
(oh, pink lemonade)
16.3.18
 Mar 2018
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ambulance siren
lush lips and hectic manners
we're always running
15.3.18
 Mar 2018
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tiny children run
upon the stones we named
meet me there again
14.3.18  /  reconnecting
 Mar 2018
a mcvicar
where have my shoes gone?
i swear i took care of them
why won't they help me?
13.3.18  /  feeling: neglected
 Mar 2018
a mcvicar
yesterday was blue
i would've written my daily haiku
but we were drinking for two
12.3.18
 Mar 2018
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olive trees blooming
glasses reflecting daisy green
going back to grey
11.3.18
 Mar 2018
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lost/found kitty cat
lost/found places that i knew
in another life
10.3.18
 Mar 2018
a mcvicar
bury me in culture:
enclose me in greek columns
and bathe me in Rome
9.3.18  /  i'm in athens
 Mar 2018
a mcvicar
plane shakes, a milkshake
made with thousands of breathing
pulses that shivered
8.3.18
 Mar 2018
a mcvicar
late preparations
for a flight i must endure
i'm going nowhere
7.3.18
 Mar 2018
a mcvicar
on another note
my hybris is showing today
self-assured *******
4.3.18
 Mar 2018
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rainy teary day:
amused at how i'd hurt you
if you were to harm her
3.3.18  /  my little sister
 Mar 2018
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Greek mythology
can teach us a thing or two:
don't look back. she's dead.
1.3.18 / orpheus' myth exasperates me
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