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i sat down to write after a hot day in the city but hemingway was complaining of a headache again because joyce was saying how he wasn’t saying enough yet which he also said was much too say and bukowski was belching about there being too many boys here and flaubert was responding in a … Continue reading
no one knew the exact years she died nor could anyone pin when she was born so you must understand that i did not believe it either when with dried onions for earrings and a black and white vertically stripped summer dress there she was still not still sappho the poet the undead reading with … Continue reading
to the ones i loved who asked what love looks like know it has the eyes of summer and the horizontal gaze of you know it is like like the first coffee drunken on what felt like the last day realize that it is like all that was lost slowly one by one keys … Continue reading
did you eat vegetables sleep on a good mattress remind yourself on nights like this that she is not coming back did you move to music you don’t know go to the beach three times in the summer sit under hungry waves where it is most dangerous then swim above where others have not did … Continue reading
the following is the word to describe a cookie when it is already chewed, salivated, and lobbed in your throat, blocking the word. * we are whenever we are we are wherever we are we are whatever we are however we are we not much longer * my parents made me how … Continue reading
i no longer think of you which is to say i do and wanted to say you again which is to say i say it too much like when i remember the sunlight weeping across your hands on the first day we laid together in a garden filled with flowers that never grew like when … Continue reading
the following is isn’t * living in sunlight only yesterday how distant is it from today’s gray tomorrow it is forecasted to be worse by people who wish i watched more often to the sun to the clouds to those who are already looking at both wondering when rain will come before … Continue reading
how many memories have you lost already those where no one leaves you where you were afraid everyone would where you are naked for the first time in front of me like a failed simile or a lonely pier during a storm where there were no good goodbyes but no bad ones either where … Continue reading
i am ok surrounded by constellations of coffee stains i didn’t drink i am fine not noticing the weather or the sun burns i am content with ice cream chess mismatched strands of hair i am incredible bloated here with nothing at all that pours out still i am defiant against … Continue reading
the city was dying so you built a shop people will come in tell you how they like the coffee that is sourced fairly and portioned neatly the peantbutter sandwich cuts the local art shown to a regular community of complimenters the dog bowls outside on summer days the dog bowels outside on summer … Continue reading
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