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map of the world
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map of the world
i draw for you a map of my world our world it starts and ends with moonstone the sky is turquoise until it’s not the sky is north and night indigo and your fingers are dancing on my left arm and the globe turns slowly the map unfolds to the right rolling out like murmurs from […]
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i couldn’t decide
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i couldn’t decide
i couldn’t decide how i felt about the world so i drained it of all colour and gave all the widows roses no. that makes no sense at all. does it have to make sense? giving the keys to the joy to the twitchy boy with the curly red hair – that makes no sense. […]
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in case you were wondering
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“The accordion is the best instrument for mournful occasions because it is melancholy and beautiful and cumbersome and ridiculous at the same time.” – Miriam Toews, All My Puny Sorrows
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things that make me crazy
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things that make me crazy
snow. snow in april. snow in may. snow that gets in my eyes, on my eyelashes, in my boots and under my skin snow that gets into my heart and refuses to melt mosquitoes. dampness. toffee when it sticks to my teeth. magpies yapping. chickadees mourning. crows cackling. dog hair on the rug. white do...
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i dreamed this gorgeous thing
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i dreamed this gorgeous thing
i dreamed this gorgeous thing assumed it was you but maybe it was just a sunflower masquerading as a star maybe it was another black bird with metallic purple highlights and attention deficit disorder maybe it was someone from the other side, an aunt or a gifted grandmother pushing across waves o...
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Daughters
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The daughters wore saddle shoes. The daughters read Nancy Drew and Freddy the Pig. The daughers played with jumpropes and hulahoops. The daughters got glitter paint sets and beads for their birthdays. The daughters watched All In The Family and The Mary Tyler Moore Show. The daughters listened to...
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river (exerpt)
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to make a river proud — i do not have the tools for this. river says yes, you do, child. yes you have eyes, ears, strong hands and a fine heart. you are my beloved and i will always be proud of you.
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walking through turquoise again
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walking through turquoise again
1. i am walking through turquoise again pondering night skies, trees, existence these hands, my hands, an exact fit with your hands things from years ago inhabit my aging brain somewhere there was a rickety boathouse boards broken, splintered, spiderwebs abandoned on the somewhere shore of lake s...
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wedding music
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wedding music
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11/13/15
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11/13/15
there is a bridge covered in locks some with no keys, some sealed with long-forgotten combinations some quietly closed with ribbons, with twine there is a cathedral owned by gargoyles pigeons and peasants there is a tomb covered in small stones flower petals, metro tickets, teeth, candy, gratitud...
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over to me
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over to me
I’ve never had trouble breathing not that i recall, anyway, until over to me came you and churchbells clanged and hummingbirds flew out of a cannon? chimney? no. this is not how it happened. not bells, not small birds at 1,000 beats a minute. over to me came you and one thousand breaths wer...
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hit refresh and let internet wash over you
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(source: online newsalizm headlines and good ol’ yummy e-spam) you wrote that you looking moped rental and chicago here you have all what I found: put down your brush comet holds the secret to life cup of tea the answer why women really love wearing shoes (what message are you sending with ...
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