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couldn’t stop the smoking so i swallow the cigarette couldn’t coo the crying so i tether the tissues couldn’t mend the ending so i look as you leave * swallowing you alive in gasps that tell of a story of something besides me spilling myself at your feet where i sift and slip … Continue reading
the following is not good. but neither am i. * so familiar the hand holding at a distance to bring another close while here the cold circles like sleepless nights or a tree already cut wondering where the fallen fruit goes if flowers shine around * to see with my own eyes my eyes … Continue reading
i suppose you want to hear how it all went away where the words that were never said go and the dreams unaccomplished rest among the children of an eunuch and the camp fire stories told by prometheus but i am tired of this language there is so much noise in us already the bannister … Continue reading
eat three meals daily save room for a fourth know that she will leave you empty spill yourself into rooms where you don’t belong with people stuck on an idea that the ruined rise and fall fell sometime between the daily yawns and awkwardness that you hold on your chin not as a bruise … Continue reading
the following is ollo, which isn’t a word but are letters needing to break out, that are full themselves, that are a blank face looking at you wondering if you are doing the same, that are a mirrored thought that you carry with you daily in slurps of coffee and occasional doodles that tells you … Continue reading
what do you tell her do you say that i would fart loudly in public do you recall when i would snore with spit pooling like a failed birth do mention that it took me six long months to love you and only four short years to lose that love do … Continue reading
you will want to mention the joke to the barmaids at the counter where people you grew up with have slobbered onto the worn wood made from trees nearby when the forest was cut down and the school was moved and the joke was first said on a day very much like today with the … Continue reading
how is it that there are still sad words to be written where a familiar face disappears into the frown of procedures of did you check your bag take off your shoes have a good flight where all sunsets end and all sunrises do too where a child is laughing while playing … Continue reading
the following is the but not The * am i only all of it or none a happiness or disappointment the one and only i or just another one * so many nights still and yet your heart is in darkness filling in the space with light things that will never sink stay drown in … Continue reading
today it was a woman with a limp newspaper above her head reading the headlines slipping down her face she wept into her seat blue dress unfit for any season red heels stuck balancing sunsets meanwhile the subway poured on the city filled with reflections of her a story played on the comic … Continue reading
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