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living room record player
I'm six on the living room floor -
the pink album the pink album I chant -
dad puts the Supremes on the record player, the jacket handed to me -
pink, with three of the most beautiful women I've ever seen -
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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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In Between The Lines
Give me your tired, your poor, we say.
We will return them overworked and underpaid.
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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.
Loves
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Orpheus
My whole life I have been trying to tell a story so beautiful that the world would fall in love with me.
That is why I befriended words and stage lights.
That is why I watch the details of the world
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Fields of Stars (of Women)
I want to see fields
Of girls
Standing tall to the sun,
Their imperfections
Shined upon the brightest,
Their souls sparkling
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fourth of july and i have to remind myself that
they're scared.
that's it.
they: shout misspelled arguments in all caps send soldiers to peaceful
protests yell into microphones turned all the way up shut down dissent
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