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Ellie, you deserved better than that lying on your side in the street your water spilling like wine into the concrete an exponential amount, ..

Single drop can bend a petal, single drip can weight a leaf final limit, fibrous fingers tear and off, off into the ..

How do you choose what you show?it isn’t an idle question;I’d like to knowyour algorithmyour chits and dashes,checkpoints and hashesall co..

She says, you have a light touch and I guess she’s right, maybe too light I always admire the feel to a feather opposed to the rough of..

I hope she leaves the porch light on as I stumble through the briars which catch on my clothing and tug and me try and get me to stumble in t..

Little box elder bug, watching him working his way down the tile near the shower while I’m sitting here on the toilet I wonder if it&rs..

Every morning I remember that little bluebird who came through my door perched in my bedroom and whistled me her wisdom; Her touch, the we..

Someone once said that jealousy is a meaty bone something taken from our own ribs something that hurts with every grind of the jaw by ..

Like a fixture, or a stamp there every night in your usual posture fingers gripping the beer just right white pharmaceutical teeth in mute ..

Write me a happy poem, she says but I’ve already written about whiskey and the amber woman who touched my flesh to leave her bruise; ..