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Find yourself put out on the street like bones
for a wire-haired dog, find yourself lost
at the next bus stop. The maps are all veins
you shouldn’t trace back to a perfectly
well-beating heart. There are places you can’t
visit. In this room, family only. Recovery
isn’t done by halves, or even full pockmarked
moons. And I have loved your low harvest, your thrush
of cold; I have felt it sit on my shoulder and
sing. The pool at night, all the light inside
magnified by absence, the girls night
mermaids – streaming hair illuminated
by your nothing. The place you terminate
is where I choose to love him. Don’t drag
against my door; the lights are on. We’re home.
for a wire-haired dog, find yourself lost
at the next bus stop. The maps are all veins
you shouldn’t trace back to a perfectly
well-beating heart. There are places you can’t
visit. In this room, family only. Recovery
isn’t done by halves, or even full pockmarked
moons. And I have loved your low harvest, your thrush
of cold; I have felt it sit on my shoulder and
sing. The pool at night, all the light inside
magnified by absence, the girls night
mermaids – streaming hair illuminated
by your nothing. The place you terminate
is where I choose to love him. Don’t drag
against my door; the lights are on. We’re home.
Literature
Snare
& she prefered her hind leg caught in those
greedy teeth
her trapp-ed-ness : her happiness
his puncture marks & their bittersweet ooze
to hold her; to let her
in her last moments
belong to him
Literature
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i fade with
stilted shots, the audience
waits for me. choking. oh god
how could this happen
with my throat
twisted up
and my head bound tight
in ropes i'm not sure i want to
untie? snap my brittle
wrists. i'm losing again,
numbers scaling down to a
place i should not be.
a parasite is swallowing
my energy. tests are negative.
i breathe.
--
just as i drift
into
pale, fading sleep,
his fingernails
claw through
the
material of
my skull.
i don't know who he is but i remember
the wooden floor beneath me
the length of my hair
catching under my back
as i struggle
and
how it felt when he
left me on the floor,
limp
tear stre
Literature
This Instant
Laughter lights up her eyes and I know at that moment I want her to be mine. To be mine forever, or however long our bodies will allow us to remain on this earth. Whichever is the first to arrive will satisfy me. I have, however, just met the beautiful girl in front of me and understand completely my challenges. Yet, I feel something higher than me and her at work here. That shine in her eyes speaks to me. Her laugh tickles my ears pleasantly and her carefree spirit spreads contagiously to mine. I never want to be without her, for I know that I would forever lose that delicious feeling.
As I stare at her and entertain all her thoughts, I ad
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"the girls night
mermaids – streaming hair illuminated
by your nothing. The place you terminate
is where I choose to love him. Don’t drag
against my door; the lights are on. We’re home."
oh your words
mermaids – streaming hair illuminated
by your nothing. The place you terminate
is where I choose to love him. Don’t drag
against my door; the lights are on. We’re home."
oh your words