sorrows and prayers.
are you a child or a bride?
thief, don't pray for me
Posted in response to the challenge Vows.
Don't Marry Me Haiku
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paradoxical
the Midwest is a snake eating its own tail.
get out get out get out is the head, beating in time with the heartbeat of every new baby born in these states,
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was there before?
it's hard to remember when/
when the throat begins to scratch at the mouth, begging to be let free
when the stomach begins its churning waves like an upset ocean god
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stone in the soup
It's late when I pull into this town. the square is lively as my car sputters stop feet away from vision.
its a party. the people of the town running around and around and around, with carrots potatoes tomatoes everything the town has
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