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Feb 2011
Today
                                                                         at a poetry reading.
I thought of coming up behind you
                                                                         we were in your kitchen.
My hands slip up your shirt
                                                         you dropped a turquoise plate in the sink
                                                         it bounced once.
I slide my hands down
into you.
                                                         no one turned off the faucet,

~

Today
                                                         in class
                                                         my sweater ripped a string
onto my finger
                                    one ring

I slid it off and on
                                      if you had been next to me
                                      I would have asked you to marry me
suddenly afraid
of losing this fabric.
Written 2011 during the MFA program at Columbia College Chicago
Written by
Tommy N
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