Month: January 2014

Flicker

When it all comes out sticks and stones and broken bones and you’re about to give up and drive yourself home there’s the flicker the glimmer trying to make you remember that not every day is like today and you’ll wake up and it’ll be okay and you can’t give up at a little bad […]

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Harmonics

No one knows the girl in the green coat by the window. She’s a writer, and she’s listening for tones and temperatures. She’s looking for subtle clues, the kid in the back of the class drawing on her desk – paying attention without intervention. No one knows the girl in the green coat by the […]

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late english rose

Her words were soft and pink Like the petals of a late english rose She sees herself in the backdrop of every 80s teen movie Her hair flows orange against the fading sun, and she looks at me like I have all the answers. The yellow warblers on her dress match the quirks of her […]

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brazen.

The dust settles quickly beneath the wings of the crow, dancing proudly on the cold-as-concrete ground. He did the best he could. He watched ceremoniously at the fields below, burning by the hand of another stupid human. The flights he took. A silhouetted figure passes by quietly, swiftly. He doesn’t move. Brazen. “What won’t you […]

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Magic

I let go a breath of hot air on your fall-scaped window and wrote my name with my index finger. Now, when it gets colder and frost graces the panes, you’ll see that I’m still here. And I hope, I can only hope, that it will make you smile. M.

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with.

I need a writer, A poet – Someone who understands matters of the soul. Someone to grow old with raise a child with make a home with cook dinner with grow a garden with bike with make music with buy drapes with mark anniversaries with celebrate life with share sorrows with fuck tell stories to […]

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