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Polite
woman-
Your
house is clean,
Your
sheets are pressed,
Your
neighbors approve.
You
send cards on birthdays
Devoid
of any..
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Alone,
I hold the shimmer of you
Between
fingers splayed,
As
they play the music of your name.
Alone,
the moon washes away
The..
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heart, beat you hard within this breastto help me rememberthe excitement of languorous ardorthe texture of bristle against neckthe slap of moisture in..
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It is what the title said--I was sitting around a table with friends--and I have resisted the urge to play with it--it is what it is
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By
eaves, burdened by the weight of pendulous leaves
Dropped
by spent trees
The
pulse of sap
Stilled
within them.
By
branches..
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a set of poems
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I am thinking about my daughter who has been having a difficult time
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This is for a friend who is having a hard time
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The tv blares
Its empty promises
Of laughter and easy sex.
If I look like her
Will I get laid?
And for a moment,
My 55 year old..
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Talented fool that I am,
I keep looking for myself
In the words that I write,
And I come up empty.Copyright/All rights reserved Audrey Ho..
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