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  • Poetry > All Poetry
    Eleven o'clock and I'm where I should not be Eleven o'clock and the dark forest lures me Steal beg borrow Anything to be here Crash on couches In clothes still crusty From foreign closets Share kisses in cars And kisses on hands Killing time killing time till Midnight! Yells the bell Midn...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
    My mother Bakes her memories into pastries We eat them sweet And we know how the city smelled How she laughed How her diaries burned How the plane soared away from anything she knew And here, we add more sugar Because tasting her sadness is too too Bitter for suburban tongues....
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    She shuffles, shifts Hair curling away Trying to see the world From her skull. She seems so frail But hear her voice, Her words say more Than styled clothes. See her expand and rise And turn the tide You'll find yourself nodding along Not thinking How ridiculous But knowing How courag...
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    Sucking in the smoke Right ventricle, left atrium Inhale. She chips at her fingernails, Gaudy red, what a joke. He's there next to her But she knows that shady stranger better, maybe. They both wear hats and suits and serious looks They could be brothers, or the same. The lights glare yello...
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    Plus or minus The swirling cold cruel rage That inspires holes in walls or Broken hearts The bounding expanding joy That pours over edges and makes me Buoyant (makes you smile) The crippling sadness that chokes The guilt that I horde All the endless jokes The peace that we all deserve The...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    I fell in love with his laugh Though I never meant to. I wasn't trying or looking, I swear. And in those months that he Consumed me Unknowingly An innocent forest fire. Who blames oxygen for burning homes? Or gravity for broken bones? But that laugh of his, the smile right before I abhor ...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    In the burned crisp cities With their molten tangled skyscrapers You and I will meet for tea One sugar for you Two for me. We will discuss the weather, first, Polite: Dreary, with a chance of Another earthquake To crumble the last few Stubborn bridges....
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    I don't want to prove myself to you But I do In ink and number two My numbers don't add up Or divide down And maybe my words stick To lined paper But in the end, To you, I'm a few percentages, A letter, In an envelope....
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    We are good church-going people and we will all end up together in heaven with our lord Jesus and the fluffy white clouds (except when the game is on Sunday or when we stayed up late Saturday so the morning was hard.) We are good church-going people (except when Lent goes too long and I ...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    Warm bubble bath moisturizing soap sudsy lovely shampoo for six-fifty Bloating my skin into wrinkles like so many bloated bellies frothing like so much blood on a river's shores. I close my eyes, rinse Fifty gallons of freshwater Clean No bacteria, no disease Drain down down Don't thin...

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