Daily Archives: September 30, 2015

Forget Why We Write

;; Forget that each bright morning dawns in indigo ink and bids us spill our former selves, offers a fresh petaled page for the (loves me, loves me not) aching. Forget that words are keys and bandages and nails, songs … Continue reading

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Boy, oh Boy

(Poem Smudged in Muddy Fingerprints & Bright Green Crayon) … I tugged. I shrugged. I ate a bug. I toad the line. I clawed and climbed. I peed. I fleed. I need a lawyer. (Mom’s gonna kill me                   this time.) … Continue reading

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The One where it Dawns on Her

(aubade for all things broken) .. For more than ever, I have wanted something more than all this strugg -led skin, wanted to shrug my shoulders and shed my shoulds, fill my scars with stories. See that place beside the … Continue reading

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Forget the Alamo

.. and all those other things that happened in Texas. This one small world is vast enough for what I want to say. Forget the way she smiled as you were leaving; her eyes are lies no one has ever … Continue reading

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