He sits beside me as Ipress down softly on his pianoalternating between black and white…
Poetry
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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…
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Honeyed pineapple, sweet cherries, orange peels and cold beer The smell of your sweat trickles…