wonder upon waking to your back.
ink on my palm marks me used
blood at your feet untouched.
no more
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Chopin It’s when the music hitsand you fall backcan’t tell left from right and you fallright into silk sheets allpillows and rightwhen you thought the I’ve got three marbles in one of my pockets.One is like you and one is like me.The third just rolls » Continue reading MOTU Physics Teacher by James Sutherland… she beats at his doorbut steps back to the curb he offers her homeshe declines “come outside” she petitions her hands hold a » Continue reading whatever makes her happy by Jordan Hanhilammi… So What If I were man enough I would draw a warm bath of gasolinepull the straight razor across my wriststoss Get Off My Lawn Son, if you are lucky enoughto watch your skin hide underthe bed, shake your fist like an I would spot them in the sky Above me, Sitting on wires or in trees, Sometimes swooping so close I could almost touch them. When holiday breakfast table the holiday breakfast table unfunny stories told over eggs with ham forced smiles and laughter to make everyone feel at home. nosecretsshe said i have nosecretsshe said just After Mindy Nettifee Listen to a podcast of Tristan Silverman’s “6 things i won’t to tell my mother.” 1. i wish you would » Continue reading 6 things i won’t to tell my mother by Tristan Silverman… Does that workstanding behind women you desirestaring at the backs of their heads, breathing? Do you hear cricketsblinking in 
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