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Kitchen-Table Prophecy

She was fed a story as a child Standing in her grandmothers’ kitchen Between two old, knife-scarred, wooden tables Munching on fresh-from-the-oven buttered bread “This one will fall in love hard and all at once” She swallowed it whole Between … Continue reading

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Ink

At this keyboard, my fingers are stalled My brain is tripping over words Putting sentences together That I quite like the formation of Can hardly remember how you once tasted on my lips How I gasped to kiss you and … Continue reading

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Paying attention

You were talking Saying something interesting Truly, it was I was paying attention I swear I was It was just a moment When I noticed your hands And how they move when you talk And how somehow They are large … Continue reading

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Home is

Home was the pages of a good book Curled up on a ┬ácouch Sound off, the world disappearing As I learned what kind of person I wanted to be Home was your blue eyes and quick laugh Touching your neck … Continue reading

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Grow

My mother grew me Hair, bones, teeth and skin Incubating in her stomach Nourishing an idea of a┬áperson For nine tender months Until I burst forth Like a hideous, shriveled raisin And became real My mother grew me She gave … Continue reading

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Capital R

I am a deeply Romantic person Note the capital R. I am utter crap at grand gestures I’ll forget birthdays and feel weird bringing Or accepting flowers The words ‘I love you’ Are said clumsily, like a drunk person trying … Continue reading

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What choice is there, really?

I let myself fall for a story I weave the threads together like an insane Choose-your-own-adventure tale Sometimes the path leads to tender gazes, sweet gestures the gentle touch of a hand knowing questions and inside jokes Full of the … Continue reading

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