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Martha's decision (inspired by the book "Prep" by Curtis Sittenfeld)
It was the little things that made Martha want to leave home.
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Thinking About You
I never thought about you in the daytime
When the sun spread like melted butter over the dwindling
Blueberry bushes.
I’d scavenge with them
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A Villanelle
The pool is open, did you not hear?
There’s a banner in town advertising it.
Summer hasn’t yet slipped from my fingertips.
I almost want to cry
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Fragile
Spring is a blossom crushed
Unbeknownst to you, in your clammy palm.
It’s a season made of glass,
Fragile, disintegrating
Like the April showers filling
Cracks in the pavement.
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Mauve
Mauve is the lipstick we stole from your mother,
smeared sideways across your mouth and all over
your Sprite bottle,
a clandestine weight in your pocket
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hummingbird girl
She's hidden, cowering in the corner,
as she waits, mouth open,
words frozen on her lips.
She does not speak.
I mold my sadness into poetry and she watches me,
amber eyes taking in everything and nothing.
Loves
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Towards the Sun
People see me run
towards the sun
but they don't see
what I’m running from.
I chase one high after another,
picking up the pace to outpace the monster
but when dusk comes
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They knew what could be
The little girl sat in her swing
blond curls the way they are before
you grow up the everywhere I don't care
it looks like my hair was woven from sunlight
a throne for a flower crown.
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That One Summer Night (that was forever once)
It wasn't hot for once. Ohio remains hot every summer but the night seems to be like cold water poured over a fire pit:
the heat lightens up but the smoke of it hangs in the air, the remnants of what it was before.
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Come and See
Your God is not my God. Stay with me now, I know this makes your hackles rise, your hands raised in the spiteful fear that you could be challenged. The fear of fraud.
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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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Moving
I’m moving.
I’ve found a little place in the Past,
It’s not much but I think it’s quite lovely, very dear,
And things aren’t working out Here,
So I’m settling for memories.