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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    It’s times like this that I wish I was an anteater. I wish I had a tongue the length of my arm and a tenth as wide to dip into every crevice, every cranny and crack of the blue plastic yogurt container before me. My spoon can only catch so much of the rich sweet pink “traditional greek”...
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    i. I've never trusted people who lay in bed on their backs, hands folded, eyes closed, still ready to leap from bed even as they dream. ii. When I was little, my mother told me that some dogs don't like to roll over ­because it leaves their bellies exposed to predators. iii. I sleep on...
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    I once told you that my favorite place in the entire house was the bathtub, half empty, and lukewarm. You told me that your mother drowned when you were seven....
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    Every morning when I wake up I’m surprised to find that my arms have not mysteriously morphed into leaves overnight and that my legs are still just bone encased in too much flesh. You are what you eat and I’ve been downing flower blossoms for quite sometime now but so fa...
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    At 12, my mother told me that going to sleep with make-up still on would take two weeks off your life. I know she meant that I would wrinkle prematurely and look like my grandmother in my senior pictures but I still don't wash my face before I get into bed. By my estimation, I've got about...
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    I worry that one day I'll wake up, roll over, and see that you have sunk so far into the mattress that you have disappeared, leaving only the imprint of your head on your pillow and the lingering scent of loss. I want to be a part of you while there's still something to be a part of....
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    And here it comes again, that old-time movie sadness. Silence and the clatter of a film reel throw you into a consciousness that the monochrome screen robbed you of during the second feature. Even a mouthful of room-temperature popcorn with a buttery oil from a seed from an island you have ...
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    The fall and rise and rise and fall of the ocean has not so obviously put this not so youthful man to sleep. Did it force him to remember the last vacation he took with his family, the summer before everything went sour? Or maybe how he felt when his mother, a faceless mass of finger waves and ...

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