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 Oct 2014 Daniel Magner
brooke
I haven't been honest.


Chaz only sends me snaps of
bunched rosettas, I want to tell
him, move your pitcher back
as the stacks form so that you
get a more elongated pour

but I don't want to deter him
from correlating steamed milk
and espresso with my name, so
I don't. And he has a new girlfriend
now with slim fingers and defined nostrils
that make me think of Audrey Hepburn, so
at first I tried to insert myself into their bubble
to be a part of their happiness or maybe just
Audrey's beautifully sculpted features. But
to be honest I stopped talking to him
back in May or March because we had
this sort of thing that I didn't know
how to handle and so many girls
had handled his **** since then,
since me, that nothing felt like
it held any concrete significance,
pursuing whatever it was that I
was pursuing, would not make
me feel any more whole, which
was what I was aiming for.
(c) Brooke Otto 2014

I've never taken the time to get to know the people I have loved.
 Oct 2014 Daniel Magner
r
gray area
 Oct 2014 Daniel Magner
r
i still spell gray
with an a

not an e
in my po-etry

does it matter
to the grammar?

hoo's to say

says the owl
to the vowel

it's a gray area.

r  ~ 10/17/14
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 Oct 2014 Daniel Magner
r
small talk
 Oct 2014 Daniel Magner
r
thinking only of work
- eating my own business
minding my food

and manners

people small talking too
loudly with mouths full

- best get back and busy

- all this talk of ebola
isis and clowns with machetes -

slender man and little girls
- kidnapped girls forgotten

collateral damage
- somewhere else
someone else's -

hard to concentrate
on  important things
like metrics and data calls -

site density- history
- work things and holidays -
you know

i should buy pumpkins
on the way home today

- halloween is coming soon.

r ~ 10/15/14
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 Oct 2014 Daniel Magner
Morgan
please be kind to people like that,
people who turn down the music
whenever it rains
because they are afraid
of how big the world is
and yet somehow comforted by
how small the sky makes them
feel when it opens up

please stay silent in the
passenger's seat as they greet
every spec of the universe
that comes quietly to their
windowsill,

be gentle as they
try to make sense
of space and time
and all the longing
...
those people are always longing

please speak softly
as they pull their knees into their
chest, just to feel closer
to themselves
because they forget
what the backs of their wrists
feel like sometimes
& that alarms them

please don't laugh
when they stare at their feet,
wondering how many miles
they've used up
and how many miles
they have left

please be kind to people like that
 Oct 2014 Daniel Magner
brooke
over the summer
I had a brief romance
with a boy named Ty
whose tennis shoes
were six years into
a can of Grizzly
Wintergreen
on the Kansas
plains. I thought
about kissing him
a couple times when
he told me about wanting
to go to college but his
interest only went
as far as my arms
could reach, the
length of my
hair down my back
and the 5 minute drive
up Skyline that I never took
with him because he only wanted
to hotbox in my car to breathe his
past down my throat. And after
that, he told everyone I was too
much of a good girl and



left.
(c) Brooke Otto 2014

Not feeling very creative, lately.
 Oct 2014 Daniel Magner
Zella
Perhaps the fact
that I chased a boy
who ripped me to shreds
says a lot more
about me
than it did him.
(this is an old poem i felt like sharing)
 Oct 2014 Daniel Magner
Sea
To fall apart
and be exposed,
a skeleton of pure white bone,
skin of tarnished tan,
is not a way to live.

I came to the point
where no one but I
could inflate my body
with a rush of warm air
to fix a broken me

I have a new heart
that I made myself
 Oct 2014 Daniel Magner
Morgan
i used to think that maybe if i just
swallowed enough of these pills
i could fill my veins with the
yellow pigment they held
so that when my skin opened up
i'd bleed the color of plastic toy trucks
and the sun on winter mornings
instead of bit lips and
tired, teary eyes
but the red never truly faded
until i stopped trying to change it
 Oct 2014 Daniel Magner
Morgan
the scariest thought in the world is the possibility that I will never meet an other person who makes me feel as much as you did & I'll walk around forever with this hungry pit in my soul
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