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A Poem by J
a confession of violetsand a storm in halfmoon bay. how to saythis closeness defiesall attempts atdefinition.*perhaps it is youin this ruin of my body..
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A Poem by J
presume to say all indifference is shallowor that closeness breeds a certain shade ofsufferingheld to the light, no microscope or firm thesisgives any..
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A Poem by J
thateverything should fallinto place sideways, a furtive glanceand what could be's in silencea virtuous companion.gather leaves withhaiku written in i..
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A Poem by J
Perhaps they say it's easier to writewhen one's witnessed death, not this slowcurl of yellow archways and young boys risking limbsup infant trees. If ..
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A Poem by J
if, as tomorrow promises, fulfillment will be measuredby both joy and sorrow, this is how my unborn childrenshould quench their unformed instinctsafte..
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A Poem by J
She becomes the shadowyou are tempted to holdand show the sun toas a barrel-chested sky of mourningdeparts, cirrus feathers of orangeblossomgiving way..
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A Poem by J
A measure of your loss that you would stand there countingthe sixteen years you've passed over, a handkerchiefof sapphires from a beloved who died.You..
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A Poem by J
What dreams, stilled by night's solace and the inflections flinchingfrom words unspoken, freedom unwritten in the distance between twodays ago and now..
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A Poem by J
To be certain of this, I must define fate and its parametersand how it urges to be nostalgic when hope deserts the mind.I must speak plainly. I must c..
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A Poem by J
Imagination is a silly place. And I needed to post something not as emo as my previous ones, I think.
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