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Tag Archives: leaving
{The Moment I Most Likely Knew}
.. You headed hard for that horizon haze, leaving me with nothing but this harlot moon, and hints of stone. .. In November, we poem.
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Tagged harlot moon, hints of stone, leaving, November Chapbook Challenge 2018, PAD 2018, past life poems, tiny poems, when I knew
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Getting Gone
His fists. Her wrists. She wonders if the $304 secret -ed in the flour jar is enough, if it will get her far enough away to stop running. She’ll pawn the ring and finally call her mama, pack a suitcase … Continue reading
Important Overdue Notes to My Oblivious Former Selves
.. Don’t do it. Just don’t. It’s not worth it. It won’t be worth it. Don’t say that. Just listen. Your mama knows what she’s talking about. Don’t love him. Just don’t. He’ll ruin you. You might have been ready, … Continue reading
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Tagged April PAD 2016, former selves, leaving, mama says, past life poems
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Leaving
…. They’re lost, tossed by breeze and trees who no longer recognize the color of their skin. These crumpled bits of umber cannot begin to be what they were – lush, green, fragile start. We watch them go, knowing their … Continue reading
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Tagged April PAD 2015, fall poems, leaf poems, leaving, poeming, poetic asides poems, Poetry
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