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Afraid of white shirts
I spill coffee every first sip and when I do, my armpits spiral like a dizzied child so I cover my arms with a black sweater kept around for the chance I’ll need it and end up picking the fuzz … Continue reading
ugly
Exactly 3 o’clock the mail hasn’t come. Slept in again with my glasses on. Pancakes for lunch pancakes for dinner. Quiet fills the space I’m so thoughtless. But I’m breathing and the light is louder. Screaming into a barrel it’s … Continue reading
Said to a child
Life isn’t boring Just shut your eyes And let your dreams play.
Huff and puff
Amazing how cold it gets in Chicago on a Tuesday. Watching palm trees die on Lake Michigan would be more sad than not having them at all. And loneliness becomes a game having … Continue reading
Well, since you asked…
Accumulation of vacation days in the cold months a kid’s ice cream is melting in Rio. Planning trips for the holidays and seeing mother’s new charger plates wasteful wealth rings itself in. I’ve been hesitant to use sick days feels like … Continue reading
Black Hole
We could’ve stayed up until the crickets fell asleep, until whispers of those who complain about dry rain stopped. It’s filthy in here, the way rain water collects dirt off tire treads, coating the boots of 30-somethings in teddy bear … Continue reading
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Waves
Crash like fingertips to skin Crash like ice We’re still living Moving on the ledge Still Not living right You and I crash into pieces Pollinating the sheets Closer to the ledge Waiting Crash like rear view reflections Crash like … Continue reading
Do it more
It didn’t bother me that you lied. Only that You believed the truth was going To hurt more. When you talk to me these days I wonder If I am able to trust my feelings.
Hum
You put yourself at a disadvantage when you start your day hours after the sun.