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Thursday, May 8, 2014

grey picture frames and slivers

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years of science class, and i'm just now realizing it's only light for half the day. i'm exhausted from trying to lock cheap dra...
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Monday, May 5, 2014

the light at three a.m.

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i'm sitting where i'll sit when you leave, by a tree you've never noticed on grass you may have set foot on, but not with me (so...
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Wednesday, April 30, 2014

something about flowers:

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daisies where we met, daffodils for kisses. roses for december, peonies for fall. (peonies die in the summer.) sometimes i'm sorry...
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Sunday, April 27, 2014

welcome.

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i've been making a list of things i'll never get over and it's getting long because i'm bad at erasing. i cleaned out my roo...
Tuesday, April 15, 2014

for my moon, again

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your words, somehow so warm, and your mouth, somehow so sweet, my knuckles, white on the wheel -- i'm sure you don't know i cr...
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Thursday, April 10, 2014

\\\\\\\\\

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i have so many words twisting in my brain and they're all the same even though they feel so different and the words are about chapstick ...
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Monday, March 31, 2014

inky skies and midnight divulgences

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my moon.  my lovely moon.  i dreamed you called me shooting star, and thought you meant i glow across your black night. i dream...
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Sunday, March 30, 2014

to: my moon and my clouds, but mostly my sun

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my cold wet hair can't chill me neither can my open window. my blankets are on the floor. i don't need them anymore. i gave my...
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Wednesday, March 26, 2014

lyrical and i'm aching for you

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the dull throb again, that's new. (re-newed) my hipbones and teeth. i could stop sleeping to understand, start crying, start staring, st...
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Sunday, March 23, 2014

from june

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hello, you. can you be quiet for a minute, so i can look at your eyes and gauge if you're whole? yes, i've seen them in pictur...
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Saturday, March 15, 2014

yeah, love.

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i'm always looking for you. that slight strawberry shines in any crowd, and you're stuck in the corner of my eye. even at night, in ...
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Sunday, March 2, 2014

i got figurative glasses

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 everything is framed, and even though i can see everything better, i can mostly see my own hands a little more clearly. and tree branches. ...
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