February 2012
4 posts
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I Am Placing Too Much On Your Shoulders
I put on my boots and I went looking for
God or myself or a reason
And I found you instead.
2012.
6 tags
Irony and the Inconsistent
Fear of being here meeting
Bone meeting muscle meeting flesh pounding the ground
Round corners, down streets,
Refusing to still,
Gasping out
I just need someone
Who won’t run away.
2012.
December 2011
8 posts
21 tags
7 tags
There will be no forgetting you, will there.
“You say that like a statement.”
No.
I said it like the truth.
2011.
5 tags
the ocean is not the sky
not matter how, like a little sister she does up her hair
and eyes, trying to be.
she is not forever
2011
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WatchThe Smiths-This Charming Man
Tell me about it, Morrissey.
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I do not know what came first
A love of freckles or the stars
Did at some young age I fancy freckles constellations
Tracing their patterns and myths in my skin
Or was I younger still and looking at the night but not
Black sky imagine a face that in some ironic twist of fate look like it spent time again and again in the sun
2011
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