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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    In our hearts we know that everyone should own fuzzy plush dice, the kind that hang from the rearview mirror of your car like a sign that says in bold print “I really am a fun person” Fuzzy plush dice belong in Priuses owned by men with pleated khakis attempting to take a risk, striving...
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    Once i dreamt that your ankles were bound by my hair and your arms flailed and your body quaked and convulsed and you howled expletives beneath yourself to me until you voice grew hoarse until you could not tremble and ululate any longer until you became fond of the way i looked dangling from yo...
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    i need to stop spending all my time with younger boys, just because they still like their mothers and they still wear pants that are too short. i have found that fifteen minutes is the same as 900 seconds, and that 4.4 babies are born every second. meaning 3960 babies were born while i thought of al...
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    your headphone wire is stretched across the table like the arms of a lover wrapped tenderly around your neck in the dim of jazz clubs air thick with cigarette smoke and lady’s perfume and the crone of Sinatra and the lilt of Fitzgerald the embrace that rocks you steadily to the piano’s se...
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    The bottom of my shoes have been worn down and there are holes in my socks that expose tired toes There is moss on my back and the crevices in my skin have become homes for dust particles and anthropods and I have begun to sag in surrender to gravity My sweaters are tattered and beginning t...
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    Girl In the beginning, I listened to my father’s old records. there are layers of trumpets, emitting a blanket of buzzes and blares, underneath the gentle trill and flow of piano accompanied by the delicate drone of cellos, and it feels like slipping on a silk dress. In my mind I created cham...
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    I remember the first time you cracked a hole in your heart (and though it was very dark outside) there was a generous amount of light that flickered from beneath your breastbone. Everything began to smell like you and suddenly the world seemed smaller and more comfortable, and for once I though...
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    Tonight we’ll dream in reds The only sound a gentle purr and crackle outside our door And your steady breathing until there is none Until your lungs become as black and awful as mine We’ll submerge ourselves in white sheets Beneath the sea of comforter mattress pillow And we’ll hold ...
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    As a child there were only two things that I loved more than my mother, and that was Spaghetti-Os and Leonard. When you are seven years old, the scariest thing in the whole world is the possibility of a monster birthed from a pile of dirty jammies hiding beneath your bed. What better to soothe your ...
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    YOU’RE NOT UNIQUE IN DYING He swallowed time and space with a glass of water and fell ill for three days and four nights while they held his organs in jam jars and inspected the self-inscribed art emanating from wrists and ankles And after three days and four nights eighty ...

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