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Creating a God
I am still determining who You are. This is similar to religion.
You do not have to be bone under flesh under clothes;
You can be the questions I ask when I am the only one in the room. -
Family Totem
The gum sends down a burn to my throat,
I argue with myself if I love it or not.
Its spice is grown from lifeless pleasure,
and distaste has become a full dinner.
Is the rush to my head still worth it?
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Men and Dogs
“Men are dogs,” I say to my friend as she kneels at the foot of her bed, like a child waiting for her mother’s strong arms. Yet, I am her friend tonight, so my scrawny arms make a cheap cradle.
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Hopelessness is an Unplucked Apple
Galore are the hung fruits.
Their ample flesh and roundness;
their cherub cheeks reddened
from the pinching of a breeze.
They are tapered to branches
dangling perfectly, prostituted
for their flavorful innards.
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Fall is a Queen Bee
In the crisp embrace of my russet leaf patch,
a Queen Bee reigns supreme, Her presence unmatched.
Her saintly swarm rustles me, yet I am blessed,
for She brings forth the chilly scent of ember rest. -
Fourth Day of Sun (Her Someday Has Come)
In the prior Autumn, the air smelled of leaf carcasses
and her abundant unused potential.
In efforts to cope she wrote of downpours,
breakup boots, and predicted wasted experiences.
She rebelled against her own sense of self, yet
Loves
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shapes
circle: the roundedness of a
marshmallow spent too long in your pocket,
meant for my mouth; the almost-perfect
eternity
of your fingernail as you traced my collarbone
remarking how winglike our shoulders were;
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A Letter for Everyone on YWP – One Last Time
Dear YWP,
The first time I wrote you a letter I was 13.
The second, 15.
I'm 18 now; how time flies, my lovely people.
And this is the last letter.
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I Saw the Tv Glow
Have you ever seen the TV glow?
We have all seen the blinding light the TV gives off,
But have you truly seen it glow?
I Saw the TV Glow,
And for the first time, I felt peace-
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The glow of the TV
Do you remember the time
that you and I
spent in front of the TV?
We watched Disney cartoons
and the world around us
stopped.
I rememberwhen nothing else mattered
and we could just be.
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Providence
Sweat gathers everywhere as
I climb the golden pavement.
The known ways, the known faces
are waves in the sound.
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ode to washing my face in the sink
this old sink,
hanging onto the wall by a thread
and a rusted pipe,
gushes water that still runs clear,
even after the generations of girls
(in pig- and pony-tails, braids and loose)