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the phantoms grasp

when i gaze long enough into these melting sidewalks i can see myself as i was before; before i knew anesthesia, before i knew platforms, before i knew the ocean and where looks could take me. i was mislead and … Continue reading

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Tornado Warning

Distant, coursing, surrounded by a gust. Those winds, do I miss them? Harbouring onto a plank made for two bodies, I know of two bodies. Of water, of air. I shiver– I shivered in the darkness. Control, shift, delete those … Continue reading

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Repetition

He was weary, growing weak under abandoned sconce light as the arms shift sideways– a diameter too fatal to count how many nights she needed to live. Pieces of us were left, cradled like two bags of tea; one for … Continue reading

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Her Egypt is Moonlight

I lapse in oblivion draped with abeyant jewels kissing my chest. (I never noticed your weight) Omissions retrieved my judgments because you left my midnights to be born in indigo. So I translated my daylight sky, dipping caution in an … Continue reading

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Ours is Film Noir

Never stop transposing me with            juxtaposition, a porcelain so bright the rim of their noses disappear. Grains fall through this mask… You looked at me like amusements’ law attracts by ways of architect; hands stiff in hesitation. That move could … Continue reading

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break fast guillotine

pavement, pavement, money in hand, sinking in solitude, away, away from their forms, their judgement it’s sweet it’s ripened i’m sourpuss it’s octopus saturated, saturated in glittler, sugar coated, tear the legs one by one, two, three, four to eight … Continue reading

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Nothing but the Stem

I painted him with six fingers for reasons I can’t confess. (It’s for the way oil chips off of glazed wood,   sanded between thighs…) I wish I never closed my eyes to his– the greenest. For his was the greediest … Continue reading

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Syncing in Baths

He stranded me in ultraviolet pick-storms surrounded by satanic crosses on Lincoln avenue. Addressing the concert hall required decoding 666. One more 24 to 2424… it all starts making sense! Riddle this, pull out your tarots: I was two-thirds dressed … Continue reading

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I’m Here Again

It’s remembering why you left that reminds you why you’re here. The pavement pulls on memories like trying to pull your cat from his rest. It’s painful because you want to forget. It’s painful because you’d rather rest. Nothings changed. … Continue reading

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Stop, Go Slow

Those were the streets I grew up on; Madison, Wilson, Spring and Jackson. There were seven blocks to meet you and seven years for me to see that when I heard yellow, you meant to say green. I stopped when … Continue reading

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