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Secret
It lives in cupped hands
Around sorry ears,
Behind closed mouths shut up tight,
A wrench in the steel factory gears.
A hidden prism refracting light,
Shining through the cracks in firmly pressed fingers.
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When the Rain Fell
When the rain fell, a world grew, and something vacant turned green.
As the world grew, its people loved, and something grew in them.
When the people loved, the people lost, and the world grew again. -
Dancing in the Airport
“And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.”
— Friedrich NietzscheI saw someone
In the airport.
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The Man We Left in Cleveland
My copy of Frankenstein sits on my lap, the old pages glad to finally be read. I began it at the end of eighth grade, and yet I am only a few chapters in now.
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Travel is a Rather Dangerous Thing
Sometimes there is so much to love
that it hurts.
Like a hole, waiting to be emptied as it's being filled.
That preemptive pain; anticipation of loss.
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Straight Line
I am not a straight line
I am crooked
I am curved
I am queer
Please, do not try to measure me
Please, do not waste your energy
On such a tiny being such as I
Loves
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Polaroid
I remember taking Polaroids with you
In the driveway of the house you’ve now sold
On a grey afternoon that looked like night
In the photos. We’d wait impatiently
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too far to hold
I catch a glimpse.
from afar,
the shine of his silky hair in the golden sunlight
his expression unreadable,
as if he's pondering something he'd never tell a soul.
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watching him
Kathy watched out her window as Samuel left his apartment,
spit his gum on the ground
and lit his cigarette.
the same as yesterday.
the same as every day.
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Wasps
Were you put here only to provide contrast?
Your gruesome body zooming in and out of my vision gives something to compare to the flower.
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I'll try.
I have never been a poet,
But for you I will try.
