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I really do smile more, don't I?
I like to think I smile more when autumn comes
I caught myself grinning out the window
Trees back home don’t look like that, so full
A tree skirt has a Christmas connotation
But the middle of October brings its own
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some abstract fruit
Juice tastes like your spit on my lips
It overflows, slides down the point of my chin--
I can see the dirt, the darker spots
It smells like my backyard, like orange blossoms in the spring time
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Hey, Jess(i)e!
I am afraid.
It is a pale thing,
for a dark body.
There are little particles
of dried skin on my
elbows and hips and knees
that are so white
he could only ever know
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i am not numb
I don't read the Bible. I lie a lot, tell people I've read Genesis--can one even read Genesis? The beginning of things, written--but I've really just perused it.
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ARS POETICA (capitalized for emphasis) ((a college poem about poetry))
More often than not you will find language will bow for you
Put your palms on a notebook you filled as a child and with enough intention the push will bring up sentences and phrases you'd forgotten
Loves
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commercial autumn
i bought pumpkin pie lip balm that tasted like
fall in california
even though i'm in new hampshire
and the leaves are curling.
the lights in sephora were sickly bright
like the lights