with liquid abandon.

February 13, 2009
By Ashley Eberhart SILVER, Culver, Indiana
Ashley Eberhart SILVER, Culver, Indiana
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chlorine's ghost
still clinging to my skin
i emerge

cold air slices my dripping body

the abandoned fridge
embraces only a bottle of '96
chardonnay. i toast to happier times

[and three glasses later, a
primitive voicemail soliloquy
entreats your
memories, too]

a strange institution, monogamy

when you looked at her
i knew where your mind
wasn't


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on Feb. 3 2010 at 9:24 pm
the_Horsegirl SILVER, Minneapolis, Minnesota
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Favorite Quote:
People need dreams, there's as much nourishment in 'em as food.
--Dorothy Gilman

If there is such a thing as truth, it is as intricate and hidden as a crown of feathers.
--Isaac Bashevis Singer

Chilling. Great word choice

on Nov. 9 2009 at 10:14 am
AndThisIsReal PLATINUM, Broadalbin, New York
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Favorite Quote:
Dans chaque fil il y a un debut.

Great imagery.

Great poem. <3

on Sep. 10 2009 at 7:22 am
Inkspired PLATINUM, Whitby, Other
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Favorite Quote:
"If one will scoff at the study of language, how, save in terms of language, will one scoff?" - Mario Pei
"I write for the same reason I breathe - because if I didn't, I would die." Isaac Asimov

So lovely. I love how you wrote it, description is AMAZING! Beautiful and haunting.


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