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Date: 2022-10-02 02:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-01-01 02:34 pm (UTC)From War of the Foxes
We write them down on sheets of paper and
push them along.
Sometimes there is noise and sometimes
song and often there is silence, the long tunnel,
the sea like glass...
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Date: 2022-10-02 03:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-01-01 02:38 pm (UTC)From Three Proofs
Odin had ravens. Zeus was a swan. Magritte saw an egg
and painted a bird. Part of heroism is being able to
see the future and still remain standing. If you don't
believe in God or Fate you still must believe in narrative.
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Date: 2022-10-02 09:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-01-01 02:42 pm (UTC)From Wishbone
Let's not talk about it, let's just not talk.
Not because I don't believe it, not because I want it any different, but I'm
always saving and you're always owing and I'm tired of asking to settle
the debt.
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Date: 2022-10-03 11:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-01-01 02:44 pm (UTC)From Saying Your Names
Here is my hand, my heart,
my throat, my wrist. Here are the illuminated
cities at the center of me, and here is the center
of me, which is a lake, which is a well that we
can drink from, but I can't go through with it.
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Date: 2022-10-03 01:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-01-01 02:48 pm (UTC)From Scheherazade
It's not like a tree where the roots have to end somewhere,
it's more like a song on a policeman's radio,
how we rolled up in the carpet so we could dance, and the days
were bright red, and every time we kissed there was another apple
to slice to pieces.
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Date: 2022-10-03 07:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-01-01 02:53 pm (UTC)From Dirty Valentine
I swallow your heart and it crawls
right out of my mouth.
You swallow my heart and flee, but I want it back now, baby. I want it back.
Lying on the sofa with my eyes closed, I didn't want to see it this way,
everything eating everything in the end.
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Date: 2022-10-03 10:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-01-01 02:55 pm (UTC)From Portrait of Fryderyk in Shifting Light
I made a shape of the shape he made, subtracted
what he shared with anyone else. There wasn't
much left but it felt like him, wild and scared.
It was too much to bear. I put down the brush and
looked at my hands.
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Date: 2022-10-04 05:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-01-01 02:58 pm (UTC)From The Mystery of the Pears
Five brown pears in a chipped white bowl,
soft and scarred and blushing yellow in the throbbing
dark. They shine in their suits. I hung them on
the wall. Precise. A landmark. You might like it here.
I think that you might like it here.
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Date: 2022-10-06 02:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-01-01 03:03 pm (UTC)From A Primer for the Small, Weird Loves
The stranger says there are no more couches and he will have to
sleep in your bed. You try to warn him, you tell him
you will want to get inside him, and ruin him,
but he doesn't listen.
You do this, you do. You take the things you love
and tear them apart
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Date: 2022-11-25 12:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-01-01 03:07 pm (UTC)From Ghost, Zero, Suitcase, and the Moon
People don't learn anything unless they are afraid of
being left behind, says the suitcase. I am afraid, says the
suitcase. Here and there and what to do about it. Leave
out the equal sign and the very idea of place will end,
says the equal sign. Even when you are in rocketships.
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Date: 2022-12-24 05:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-01-01 03:10 pm (UTC)From The Dislocated Room
It was night for many miles and then the real stars in the purple sky,
like little boats rowed out too far,
begin to disappear.
And there, in the distance, not the promised land,
but a Holiday Inn,
with bougainvillea growing through the chain link by the pool.
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Date: 2022-12-31 11:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-01-01 03:14 pm (UTC)He was pointing at the moon but I was looking at his
hand. He was dead anyway, a ghost. I'm surprised I
saw his hand at all. All this was prepared for me. All
this was set in motion long ago. I live in someone else's
future. I stayed as long as I could, he said. Now look at
the moon.
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Date: 2022-12-31 11:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-01-01 03:20 pm (UTC)From The Field of Rooms and Halls
I put my sadness in a box. The box went soft and wet
and weak at the bottom. I called it Thursday. Today is
Sunday. The town is empty.
I stood in the road looking forward and back, it see if
it would change something. After a while, I went back
inside and tripped over the box.
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Date: 2023-01-01 04:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-01-01 03:25 pm (UTC)It should follow,
you know this, like the panels of a comic strip,
we should be belted in, but you still can't get beyond your skin,
and they're trying to drive you into the ground, to see if anything
walks away.