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For the Girl with the Chipped NailpolishA Poem by Anthony JImpossible now to write down the still center of the moment when I was in your arms in your breath, my soul a cloud-draped moon. I.. |
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The Maybe-Virtues of Setting Yourself on FireA Poem by Anthony JThe world over smells like wet inkas I eat plain yogurt under Californiaskies. There’s so much to dream aboutin this year’s dissection, su.. |
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I Have Sold Love so Fully to the WindA Poem by Anthony JThe streetlights were devout in their daylight habitsas they watched the stars forgetting us. Beneath that cosmic wreck,I saw you in a blue slipstream.. |
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LonelinessA Poem by Anthony Ja haiku |
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On PrivilegeA Poem by Anthony Jan exercise in narcissism |
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Bury Me Under a FactoryA Poem by Anthony JScrew cemeteries,when I stop breathingbury me under a factorythat makes pianos.Not for the music, no point in that,but for a piano’s willingness.. |
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My Last Memory of You Died of Laughter TodayA Poem by Anthony JThe rusted blue windows appear new.They hang not as they hung last nightwhen memories clung like icicles to my eyesand I could not see past my hands.T.. |
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9 Short Poems for One GirlA Poem by Anthony JI.I’ve built my heart like Los Angelesand still it sprawls out edgelessly. I fear the gridlocked way it bustles for you.II.I would forgo a view .. |
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Music as a VerbA Poem by Anthony JThe sounds shed their cellophane, hydrate, sizzle into being. What was salted freshens: Our minds like vessels, ships listing on the sec.. |
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