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Softer

  He loves me in a softer way, Fuzzy, soundless, wet- Like looking through a window On a rainy September evening. A second chance at romance, It tastes like a relapse Into a hopefulness I stopped Sticking into my veins … Continue reading

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How We Go

  I’ve never been fond of uncertainty, Despite my dedication to Marking up anything crystal clear, A frightened octopus making ink clouds To forge signatures with. I kneel and pray, “Who’s in charge up there, I would like to speak … Continue reading

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No New Goodbye

  When there is No new goodbye, Only soft, sweet greeting, Finally, will there be A safe place to land. I haven’t fallen, Though I have stumbled down stairs And into open doorways. Tripping turned sprinting I’ve made a cardio … Continue reading

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Disrobed

  This morning, I read my coffee, Drank the paper. Dawns are better messy, And nights are better off confused. I want to Keep things that way. People stronger than me Have needed a chiropractor, To readjust their back After … Continue reading

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White Orchids, Black Marble

  In a crystal ball, I see us arguing in a minimalist kitchen White orchids on black marble, Us, storms of words Chosen not carefully enough. I see us dancing downtown Past patio seating and terraces Reflections flickering in cars … Continue reading

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And It’s June

  Your shoulders map a dim horizon, Shading a hazy morning That tastes of leaking ozone. I’m learning Braille by Touching the tide of goosebumps Flushed from your knees to your elbows. In your softly curling fingers, I hang every … Continue reading

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He

Decades of Content isolation In his own skin Sometimes He forgets what His eyes look like In the reflection Of champagne flute bottoms He discovers himself Forgetting the only Soft soul Who ever wandered Into his life And wandered out … Continue reading

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A Very Boring Love Story

We are delightfully dull Like watching Cheers all day in hospice Probably deadly, Certainly not dangerous. Written for the writers. I have been drinking from The same cold cup of coffee It tastes just like yours Exactly. It was shitty … Continue reading

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