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Category: Other Poems
Poem: First Kiss
one damp press, lip to lip and not enough pressure for me to remember dry or luscious texture __________________and then nothing two weeks later I said let’s just be friends in the library, I think __________________and then nothing until a…
Poem: Bottles
after Borg de Nobel three empty bottles, three empty cans one empty beaker, one empty pint glass (none that hold air, __________eight servings of the bare wall outlined in chubby pink or cyanosis or gold that can’t be bought ____________________purity…
Poem Inspired by a Tweet from @clairehennessy
How many times a year do you use bouncy castles? Every time I have to answer a survey with how many steps, what kind of disease and do you count your calories? When I call someone to fix my trees—…
Poem: Viewpoint
her bike desired the sea her bike desired the sight she desired the taste of salt the sting on broken skin so over the rocks she went from the scenic view she abandoned her bike she left it all for…
How I Know There’s Magic In Poetry
in way of a response because it can take the top off my head without blade & without blood and blade is not a blade when it rhymes with glade or staid —but stayed is staid because white sand can…