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Reflection

What is a poet but an assessment of her love stories? Love. A vast understatement loaded with careless imprecision (I am constantly amazed by the human impulse to suffocate the world with labels) And so the ultimate test for a … Continue reading

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Wonderland?

Inside of you a universe locked away There must have been a key swallowed by your mystery– a constitution of labyrinths I fall through trap doors I am confused by hidden mirrors as Alice I wander through your wonderland befuddled by … Continue reading

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Twilight

You reach your nirvana then the door slams shut echoing through my core marking your departure Hollow liquor bottles that mirror my emptiness stare back at me like ghosts of bad decisions Walking to the mirror I find evidence of … Continue reading

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Mismatch

You only see romance Between sheets When buttons are undone And breathing is heavy Love is on your lips Only after I am Your forever promises Are only whispered Between our sticky bodies In the dusk of wasted passion I … Continue reading

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I love you but

I said ‘love’ in a dream only then did I mean it as he wanted. There’s an indescribable torment in having one foot on the ground: how can I tell him I love you but I don’t see you in … Continue reading

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Haunted

Love As a transitive verb Rolls off his tongue Into my ear And suddenly there is a firing Of every neuron in my brain And I have trouble discerning Whether it is the feeling of A thousand butterflies Or a … Continue reading

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Offerings

I give And I’ve given To all the wrong people But I will continue To keep giving Because so many Have not given to me And I know the anguish Of helplessness

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