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There was a drowning on a beautiful day with kids passing a beach ball and teen drinking spiked lemon juice and me writing a poem, smiling at my cleverness and how lucky I am to worry only about how things sound or look when I hear a distant wail and I think it’s the kids … Continue reading
Gurgle ink, spit-shine paper, wash in the warmest black until fingerprints fill and hair clumps and lips leave marks like ash in a hearth that could be construed as the chronicles of cavemen, and hope no one remembers your stained teeth reflecting against the well. * Write something just for me that leaves a stranger hoping it was … Continue reading
Dear you, This is a random, admittedly alcohol-induced message. Last time I tried to contact you was no different, except for the uninspiring fact that I peed all over an Amsterdam breakfast. Some things are better dilute, I reckon. I also reckon that you may very well be doing very well (repetition intentional) and that … Continue reading
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