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Sometimes I sit in the garden and listen
to the sounds of the evening:
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The day slips behind the mountains.
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and to adorn my hair I chose every kind of light
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Light youth
that
barely touches the
ground
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black
hair/ (damp)
around her ears
Keys on the
table
Drinking coffee
from a glass
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They keep
shining
against each
other
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Leda looks back over her shoulder at us as the swan
grips her from behind while at the same time nipping at
the nape of her neck. She's a freckled child and
a little frightened. There's a dark smudge beneath her eye
where the shadow runs. The swan
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Sadie’s Diner screams across the night sky.
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Ireland - her beauty is like a drug.
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The thing about it is its size. It's smaller, and your sister is there on the other side of the screen, waiting to be told goodbye. It's not as if you could hop on your bike and rush back to hug her, although that might enlarge the moment. Instead,…
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You surprised me then, / climbing onto my finger: / climbing into my heart. / Your long, cobalt body felt weightless on my hand.
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His favorite song?
Baker Street, by G.
Rafferty, that's Stealer's
Wheel to you, he
loves a guitar
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it seemed odd
from even the
first few seconds.
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"Michael has had no drink, no cigarette, no illicit drug and very little illicit sex since September 14, 1989."
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