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i began writing my will and goodbyes at 13;
after every night i waited for my death bed
to hold me in an unconscious embrace and
to cradle me until i returned to our Mother,
i anticipated my rebirth to commence at 14; -
Come, Alive
In the early morning I wake with Sun,
And she smiles at me with yellow teeth,
And I think Imperfection is beautiful.
In the last moments of the day Bird flies,
And I hear them chirp to the heavens, -
Hiking Upward (Heaven has no Golden Stairs)
So, you’ve traveled mighty far;
Beneath the damp underpasses,
Guided by rivers and the North Star,
Trenched through forest masses.
I hope it is what you anticipated.
The journey is not for the weak -
Starving Stars
starving has the word "star" in it so maybe this hunger is celestial; old as the big bang; old as matter. i want to matter to you more than the air you breathe. -
The Green State (home)
The grizzly bark trees
drop their rusted leaves
and the quilt mountains—
amongst snow and ice,
beside frozen lakes—
groan with content
under the gaze of clouds
with the sun barely peeping.
The smoking chimneys -
Buried in Winter
The greatest of lovers are rumored to not dawdle.
In hope of truth my legs begin pacing
down through the forest blanketed in snow;
past thickened ice the earth shows lo and behold:
It takes more than cloth to survive the cold.
Loves
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shapes
circle: the roundedness of a
marshmallow spent too long in your pocket,
meant for my mouth; the almost-perfect
eternity
of your fingernail as you traced my collarbone
remarking how winglike our shoulders were;
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A Letter for Everyone on YWP – One Last Time
Dear YWP,
The first time I wrote you a letter I was 13.
The second, 15.
I'm 18 now; how time flies, my lovely people.
And this is the last letter.
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I Saw the Tv Glow
Have you ever seen the TV glow?
We have all seen the blinding light the TV gives off,
But have you truly seen it glow?
I Saw the TV Glow,
And for the first time, I felt peace-
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The glow of the TV
Do you remember the time
that you and I
spent in front of the TV?
We watched Disney cartoons
and the world around us
stopped.
I rememberwhen nothing else mattered
and we could just be.
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Providence
Sweat gathers everywhere as
I climb the golden pavement.
The known ways, the known faces
are waves in the sound.
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ode to washing my face in the sink
this old sink,
hanging onto the wall by a thread
and a rusted pipe,
gushes water that still runs clear,
even after the generations of girls
(in pig- and pony-tails, braids and loose)