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what i say that should be said to i

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

o ll o

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

home

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

contact light

you are leaving to the typography of unopened letters and uncooked meals where you say i am changing constantly but that may mean i may come back to me when i wasn’t i   this person already gone this person already unready this person who wants that one   with her dress floating as jellyfish … Continue reading

happy ending

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

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

lightning strike

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

the fridge is warm

i suppose that i wish to see you again when the times are less chaotic when there is enough to drink when there isn’t a catch when there is if only we catch up recalling how much we used to see each other even when drunk especially when there as chaos naked and burping and … Continue reading

they will question

what childhood held why no meal is left unfinished what her name was   they will say is this making any sense can a gun be shot into another gun did she just go away   they will wonder what was paris like in the winter when the waters roar green which dish people prefer … Continue reading

gun k

on the night i died my pants coughed on the carpet there was a distant football game with a score in a dead-even tie and you were still with her   there wasn’t much to see though i’d die sooner than admit it   a few streetlights curled on the streets speaking of what it … Continue reading