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Wednesday, February 25, 2015
FIREWORKS.
Fireworks In February
We filled the house with smoke
&
our glasses with champagne,
on a cold Monday in February.
.
champagne/no pain
Friday, November 28, 2014
AN ANIMAL.
I just remember the sun, and the way it kissed her face;
sweeter than any man had ever done.
for a minute she forgot she was alone.
...
the wind came,
drawing tears.
beneath an animal, an animal.
sunflowers; pretty dead, pretty alive
Sunday, November 9, 2014
GLASS & GRAFFITI.
You see,
there was glass and graffiti.
Piles of empty spray cans.
Two little boys,
peeking through sharp windows
.
I imagine...
the echo of each of our footsteps,
sent shivers down their spines.
truth: the government hates you
Sunday, March 16, 2014
SURFS UP, MILWAUKEE
A DAY SPENT IN OVERALLS ON THE MELTING ICE.
BIG BAY, MKE
Monday, February 17, 2014
MOUNTAINS
When I actually have to time to think.
I think about packing one of the two hand-me-down suitcases my grandmother gave me that I use as a bedside table.
maybe to the mountains
outside
of my kitchen
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
SKIN & TIGHTS
What makes a woman
feel
beautiful?
SHITTY
OLD
FILM.
Friday, January 31, 2014
ABORTION.
QUERENCIA
: (N.)
A place from where one's strength is drawn, where one feels at home; the place where you are your most authentic self.
She built a tiny house on a rock.
He built her mansions on the sand.
then the rain came.
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