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{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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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

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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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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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