Sunday hues

This afternoon wears my sadness in her palest eyes of Sunday blues she said she’s not a languid Friday, with arms stretched out in forever she is the ending of infinity the beginning of an end she huddles from the cold, she is a dancer in slow motion, falling and her smile is thin and […]

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The contents of a goodbye

It was the type of goodbye Where we made love on your suitcase everything closed and zipped except me, undone Even with you pressed against me I was overflowing trying to pack my words with essentials of meaning and intention so they were like satin, like my hair, like my mind like the nuances of […]

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A box of your words

I found, a faded dusty box. Inside I found, not faded memories but those shining as bright as a neon lamp that I saw yesterday Suggesting I go in I opened the box. And longing for a broken dream jumped out and sat on my heart like an unexpected jack in the box given life […]

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Devastated words

That September, I didn’t see the moon all month, I remembered the dark skies, my horoscope of hopelessness the moon like a past lover, she hid from my desperation and my devastated words, like ‘we’ and ‘us’ singularly scattered in the ocean like ripped up poems from yesterday even the moon could not bear the […]

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Clingy with goodbyes

I found my first goodbye in the palm of my mother’s hands, sharp against the smooth satin of our skin this goodbye was the rainy day that shaped the retinas of my eyes and the vertebrae of my soul It lasted longer than the days and the weeks I grazed my knees with it and […]

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Unclean breaks

Clean break, I heard the snap All gone alligator, no lavish nap. Tears all real, deflated zeal, I’ll kiss you dry, your hands in mind. The moon and sun we swapped for fun – I never thought this day was done. … Clean break, but longed embrace, Still standing on the precipice. Bodies twirled, a […]

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A song that keeps me awake

A middle of the night, insomniac reblog of the same song that still keeps me awake… … I replay you in my mind, over and over,. Like the loved, beautiful song in my head, all night, I cannot sleep with you on repeat. … I close my eyes, and wait for the inevitable chorus of […]

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