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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    this galaxy traveled two million years to reach us as a blur pulsing against night's neck, faint blue where blood flows as history at the seams of our sky. this is the farthest we can see with the naked eye, and i see its light freezing in the air with our breath lost among bright and ic...
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    last night i counted knuckles like rosary beads: who art in heaven? not us who trespass again and again, tiptoeing across our tongues and sleeping in beds of steel wool warm clenched tightly, my jaw in a praying hand, striking flint and steel flint and steel. now and at the hour before cl...
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    she is an archive, the transcription of forgotten tales in brittle paper lungs guarded with a double-edged tongue. silence is exposure, the stripping of thread and unraveling herself and we turn her into the glare of morning, tell her not to move: let us pick you apart and study the stories ...
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    last night i counted knuckles like rosary beads: who art in heaven? not us who trespass again and again, tiptoeing across our tongues and sleeping in beds of steel wool warm clenched tightly, my jaw in a praying hand, striking flint and steel flint and steel. now and at the hour before cl...
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    i wrote a poem for you on my wrists, imagining my veins blooming through skin and tangling with your arteries: holding hands long distance. a stranger told me to scrub away all my tacky words because it isn’t good for girls to mark their arms in the name of something short of love. i repli...
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    once i whispered you a promise of perfect memory; you scrawled it in the desert sand, let the wind take the words from my lips and told me i could not outrun my mortality. i remember this in place of your face, a broken piece of us, and i wish on every star you have forgotten our ending. off...
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    i could go for a cup of forgiveness tonight, but i suppose i'll go hungry instead; nothing else will do. i'm sorry i was cussing at you, momma all the other words sputtered out of my mouth and my brakes were worn to nothing. besides, good girls always answer, and i don't know what's wrong ...
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    we live in a world jostling syllables trying to uncover a word among the cacophony caw-calling around our heads drowned in white noise bouncing against itself and each other like my hipbone bumping my femur my tibia fibula to an aftershock left in my footprint unfit to mar beaches and snow...
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    the distance of so many miles could burn away at both ends with only the spark of a star—plucked, the shiver of a violin string, cold as we are in not-quite-tomorrow. instead letters decompose on my shy tongue, taste bloody-iron and dry ashen crawling black form begging to be buried alongsi...
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    hey stranger, there are stranger things than me. don’t you know skin is just packaging? and sometimes it gets scraped and scratched and creased when it’s passing through all those hands in the mail, but still i want to get where i’m going. i’m not damaged goods....
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    I didn't snap. It was much more gradual than that. It was like slipping off a cliff, fingers scraping the edge, until in one moment that seemed like an echo of something that never existed I was falling. When I went to bed last night, I was still hanging on; when I woke up, I was crashing. I don't k...
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    I can’t keep living like this. And it’s not your fault—it’s mine. I’m living for you when I should be living for myself, for evenings with friends and holidays with family. Because there isn’t a we. I have to live my own life. And it isn’t you. I’ve been living in a fantasy, that...
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    some days i want to stuff my heart in a jar and run away somewhere i can sing badly in the early morning, take hours for showers and break plates just to see how they crack. i want to write poetry about it in loud letters on the walls because now i'm just sleep-talking and it isn't...
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