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Celeste
There is a longing in my chest ( Read more... ) -
What I am afraid to tell you or, what I fear most of all.
One day you will wake up to a puddle of quiet resentment ( Read more... ) -
Meah
Prompt; after Jon Sands. what makes the sloppy muscle inside our ribs tick into such a beautiful mess ( Read more... ) -
Waking up to wolves
He looks at you from between your grandmothers sheets ( Read more... ) -
8/30 Right Now.
My
neurons
are tired octopus
tentacles that want nothing more than
to wrap around stars or star
shaped fish or you or
maybe just them
selves and fall
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7/30
From little_odd_duck , per jeaverlee 's recommendation, the prompt: "Come on, coward, tell me you're sorry."
I haven't told the story I wanted to tell quite yet, but it is the closest I have come to even starting to write about it.
I want it to swirl like wine over your tongue.
want every last drop to slither through the gaps between
your teeth, I want you to savor it.
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6/30
This is the only way you know how to bottle magic.
1. He looks like so many high school boys that
hold so many unnoticed, back of the classroom gazes.
His voice: sweet
and spreadable as warm honey butter, and
boy, did she want to spread.
2. When he looks at you, his smile sways alone in the corner
before it electric slides across his face.
again and again
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5/30
There is a 4th poem. but it is for me.
On requesting a mullet.
1. You can't ask him out right.
You have to use words like "kinda" and "longish"
and "out of" and "face". Here,
you will be glad you played so much charades
at so many theater camps
(one word, two syllables...)
use all 10 finger nails, each eyebrow-- ( Read more... ) -
2/30
I wear my whiskeybreath like heirloom
wedding day pearls. Carry a bouquet of poems everywhere.
The actual wedding day pearls
buried in a box, in a bigger box, in a closet
in a basement, some where a city or two ago,
have not seen skin in years.
My heart is a constant apology;
(I'm sorry I'm sorry)
my eyes, myopic cannonballs
she focuses her question marks ( Read more... )