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I gotta bail but,
I hope you prosper and prevail...
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you—an almost ache, almost wound, almost lover,
almost return to self, almost summer, almost a...
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like a gentle breeze warmed by the sun,
you pour over me in a steady stream, constantly...
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consider the litany of beauty—
tonight, there is you, nestled in the fists of...
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Happenstance—the way you turn the corner at full...
bumping into me, spilling an armful of books that...
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“…and the wound was a place of shelter for...
You sincerely ask. You speak the grief I’ve been...
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and what else perches upon this body, but the hot...
regret, as if sorrow opened its mouth, turning on...
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Inviting yourself
for a kiss of wasp...
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The impossible me. when you have tired all your...
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Flat bread, oh how we love you
So versatile, so fun to chew...
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Searching hegemony
by a lazy eye was not...
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Pxxxx Xxxtx with my entire heart,
Until my dying breath...