"contrarianism runs in the family "
30 year old sack of bones, she/her
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a disk jockey's midnight sleep standing up like a horse writing love letters across the face of a tired town the dream is unfortunately you I stretch your puppy love out of my bones but I still want a kiss in the grass stars all sputtering in our mouths I'll throw you a bone, babe the bone loan gets an addendum and then ano » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
wearing gifts from someone who doesn't love me being the gift wrapped up in gifts and left on the doorstep hopeful until the sun sets hopeful until the sun rises and hopeful even as I bake in the sun hopeful and » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
a body sloppily strung together flesh of bent-up beaded bones and naked questions the preservative flavor and the aching point that speaks at night between the teeth as a bed drenched in bad habits sails through the dream-sweat ocean meanwhile, a rattling spaceship returns to earth carrying the unseen heart of you in a twisted up plastic bag like a fis » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
the deepest hole ever dug was the you I wrote pages and pages and pages of love to buried up to my elbows the titanium iceberg below the surface that swelled unnoticed and even as we lay next to each other, skin touching, as I knit the love out of your closed-fist sleep, I also whittled the edges of it away with fingers cut to the quick submerging it o » Continue Reading
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if a middle-aged man of limited means who does not pay child support buys a sports car with two seats, does he make room for one child, leave the other behind, a duffel in the dust to take unasked-for turns or does he ask them each to miniaturize themselves to become halves of each other to simply become one perhaps two-d » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
dusty and sugar-teethed the collapsing blanket fort swallowed us up my sister first and then me and she came out older, thirty-one a sense of duty borne from inside her child-sister soul I came out the way I climbed in crawling on all fours looking for thunderstorm chaos fingernailing the grass and when the net of labored earnings fell on me » Continue Reading
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I went to the nature sanctuary today took the celestial trail met perfect, old god-trees I gave wordless noises to all the stones hugged and smeared tears on them I apologized they emptied me out with efficient courtesy and made room for more the man in the parking lot didn't like me why did you bother coming here just to remain unchanged the me inside me » Continue Reading
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scrounging for empty worries averting eyes from the full-handed worry the big worry heartsore that bleeds and bleeds and bleeds deafening blankets of please's of tiny-lettered help's of water pouring through the light fixtures Greg Abbott begins painting the walls red right over the doorknobs and the windows too is it sticky, does it dry? no matter, no matter » Continue Reading
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