I am the kind of woman who is everything everywhere all at once like the…
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They say don’t judge a book by it’s cover,while it’s the safest way to know…
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He says there’s truth in just – just sayingjust wonderingjust hoping chaos stopstasting as good as…
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What would I write about back then if I knew what I know now? Would…
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I leave my home for anywherePack a bag of comfort and fly to a distant…
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inspired by The History of Love by Nicole Krauss The heart is fragile. If you’re…
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Such intense eyes. The kind that greets you, entirely. The kind that notices any alteration…
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I will not write about you and your broken wings. The way your body limped…
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Please come in, Take a seat, she’ll be right down… – My grandmother says:“Lock the doorsand…
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She looked up when she spoke of himevery vertebra in her spine perfectly stackedoneabovethe otheruntil…
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I used to walk down the hallway in robesthat felt like they came from a…
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If there was no consequenceI would recreate the margarita: Substitute the juice of a whole…
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The victorian mirror hanging in the waiting room pulled her body to a halt. She…
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Ocean speaksounds like a storm surge in a sea of undulationchoking in between the sentences…
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When am I gonna lose youtrickles out of her headphones and I laugh.I’ve become an…
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I only spent a short time glowing, dancing in his Garden of Elysianyou see, my…
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I met my soulmate on Memorial Day. And yet. I knew he would walk. His…
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History repeats itself back to the Age of Glassa frail world governed by fearwhere we…
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I have been here before, I swear. Wearing this stubborn heart on my sleeve and…
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She traded dolls for the moon,the ambitious little girlable to grasp it with her tiny…
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What my mouth means when it opensis that I want to eat you whole To…
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It’s been almost a yearsince the song of birds danced in through my windows pausing at…
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I didn’t find answers. I rearrange the memories of Neverlandinto questions that still rest upon…
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Seu cheiro é intoxicanteI told him as we kissedIs that a good thing? He askedFuck yes,I…
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“Vanilla” I sayConvinced it’s the flavor I always wanted.I slide my tongue around the ice…
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His mouth wreathed in parenthesisrevives latent memories of Christmas morningMy palms bottle his scent and…
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“And what would you like?” She asked. “I would like a lifetime spent with an…
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Among chaosI found a small opening in your nipple crouching, I peeked outfor space to…
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The creation of poetryis alchemicalunmeasurable, until it sparksto be poetry meansto see the world throughmusic…
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If you’re looking for a daydreamsoft cotton candy love and sugar coated poiseshe with no…
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A heart waits guarded in a celltold never to open the gatesto the outsideto wait…
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He sits beside me as Ipress down softly on his pianoalternating between black and white…
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I was shattered glassglued together to keepdroplets of red wine from escaping. I learned togethernessby…
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Yesterday was poured into the blendernostalgia like ripe strawberries in a green shakesweetness lifts the…
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You die a little when the love of your life says you hurt him.when he…
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Now a quarter century.Now what?Now freedom is not wearing a bra.Now time flies.Now tell me…
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First, I cursed the heavens.No, first I asked Queen Mab why I couldn’t hear my…
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I see myself in the shadows of an Abalonecompressed to a thousand grains that supportturquoise…
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When a poet falls in love with you they will see tones of Emerald Isle…