what if I miss you and those are the only feelings I have left to feel what if I’m so tired my eyes won’t open all the way I miss all the signs danger, danger …
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universally yours,
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Hot July
It’s not a new discovery or anything, but I really despise the heat of summer. I’d take a blizzard over +30s like it has been for a few days this week. I don’t think I’ve …
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fact checking
People want each other but they don’t need each other The air is so fresh here Biking is cheaper than therapy None of my plants ever died on my watch Teaching someone english is not …
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weight
i can feel my heart pounding in my ears it is not fear it is just the weight just that i carry around, three times the average gravitational pull i am quick i am fluent …
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could have been Anthony
my jaw clicks it is the same click shared by my uncles and my dad i often wondered had i been born with- out a purpose had i been an Anthony instead of what …
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if you read it fast, it’s better
i found the draft and caught the chill between my fingers time passes quicker than street lights 20 seconds later we all stop and watch the youngster cross the road holding our breath hoping everyone’s …
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forget.release
meet me at my watery edges cast your judgements aside and find that you are free there are no eyes on you but mine forget release accept fate and all of its disclaimers the distance …
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the good dark
I wonder how long it will take you to forget what my face looks like – what my hands feel like. All the silly promises we made took off in the take off. My life …
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every night
maybe I do go to the valley of the shadow of us every night I smell that woodsmoke I see that constellation I am alone in the in-between where you and I were and whatever’s …
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kintsukuroi
waiting for something that resembles gold when life is a whole lot of copper maybe tomorrow will be different when the sun breaks they call it dreaming but i’m most often awake to watch the …
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early February
every day another line in my eulogy how many pages will I fill? i built the city of me on unrequited dreams sitting, wishing, waiting change is coming M.
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Don’t be shaky, be sure.
I woke up at 4am the other night with that line in my head for some reason. Very bizarre. But it was important enough to me that I wrote it down. A couple of hours …
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rest assured.
Yes, I think about you. All the time. All the time I so gleefully wasted, fully aware you would leave. I still don’t know why I did it. I guess it was like fool’s gold- …
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2017 Views
Every NYE brings the thought of what I accomplished that year, and what I look forward to continuing the next day with the start of a new year. I stopped making resolutions because all that …
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The edge of it all.
It’s December 21, the darkest day of the year. I’ll try not to be too…cynical. It’s been a weird month. A lot of things have happened since my last post about my nan’s passing. I’ve …
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Doris Poole: October 15, 1929 – November 13, 2017
On November 13, 2017 my grandmother Doris passed away in her home of natural causes. She was 88 years old and left behind 12 children with large families. We will all miss her dearly. Here …
