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9/24/12
…And there I stand, under the lone flickering bulb, sweating and bloodied,
shirt off, a tattered scrap of paper in one hand, drip..
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9/19/12
I feel like I’m in the clouds right now. Some mornings I
wake up not knowing where I am. But I feel great. Like I could be the g..
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I keep your scarf at hand, for I know it's been doused with
your scent. And at night when I can't sleep, I press it to my face like a
chloroform-soa..
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9/16/12
I want to take you Everywhere. I’ve never been, but I hear
it’s nice this time of year. The sandiest beaches and the talle..
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9/10/12I don't think I’ve met my true love in this lifetime...I
think the two of us met at the very beginning, the absolute origin of all
thin..
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9/5/12
I love the way that every night, as we sing the brilliant
splendor of all that we’ll one day share together, metaphysically toast..
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9/5/12You may have noticed…
The silence on the other end of the phone right before we
hang up. Maybe a slight exhale, or a sigh. That&r..
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9/4/12I thought I saw you today. You were sitting, alone, at that
little cafe on the square, your face shaded by an umbrella as you stirred your
cof..
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9/3/12It’s 3am and we’ve
just kicked the last wobbly patron out the door. His red checkered flannel
disappears into the pre-dawn glow of..
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9/3/12I keep staring at this ghostly, radiant angel, the subject
of a faded Rococo-era painting that hangs opposite the bed in my room. I keep
plead..
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