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Divine Night
“I could sleep ‘til eleven tomorrow,” I said, throwing myself across her bed, sprawling on her star-patterned comforter. Mary took a seat at her vanity, and I could see her eyes roll on her blue-painted face.
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Glass Houses
Throwing stones in glass houses
Makes cracks that can be removed
Taken down and restored
But that does not mean there was no damage to begin with.
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a quiet longing
It was with a quiet sense of misery, a longing deep in her soul, that she watched the people around her.
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Someday
With her cheek pressed against the window of the car, hurtling down a freeway to god knew where, she watched with tired eyes and a heavy soul as the scenery flew by.
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Back Then
I remember back in those days
When kids were friends just because they wanted to be
Before trivial things designed social boundaries
Loves
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on endings
and—
time
(itsoveritsoveritsoveritsover)
stops.there
are
tears
in
your
eyes,
mascara
smeared -
wanting, without direction
today's air tastes like berries
and overused metaphors. the shadows run
across golden ground, and i look
at our old stone wall like they would in farmers' days.
a boundary, a gate
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The West Wind
The West Wind is a banker in a smart navy suit and a tie. His dress shoes clack on the pavement; he’s got someplace to be, always someplace to be, rushing to the sidewalk, the subway, the elevator, checking his gold Rolex watch.
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10/23
Today was a fairly good day. I love myself. I love my life. Read this next time you're in anguish. I'm watching October slip by like fall leaves on a dead tree. I need to find something else to do besides watching the time pass. I have no energy.
