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Daily Archives: November 24, 2015
a sense of snow
.. we didn’t know it was the last kiss, just that the sky was turning to slate and steel, churning in its own darkening skin. ..
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buying a vow
.. how to i do when the other one don’t: pretend down is up and up is down. assume a frown is just a smile waiting to turn. kern yourself too closely to the to the end of the alphabet … Continue reading
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Tagged anti-love poem, Poetic Asides November Chapbook Challenge
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The Curiosities of Love
.. Tilt it sideways, skewed from center. Give it limbs, sun, shade. Hold the way the light attaches to skin on your hungry tongue, soon flung to the indifference of breeze. It’s a young girl in a flirty skirt, an … Continue reading