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Tread acres and acres of aches
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st. paul is steeped in fog.
mist and rain make the north side a grainy
faded photograph, almost timeless.
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Lust lobbed sideways every Tuesday from Ed's tongue; skimmed the blackboard and passed under the desks to land squarely in my crotch.
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i pour a bowl of Rice Krispies stand there and stare at your picture on the refrigerator door it's been three days three days and no sound i flip on the bathroom light the goldfish are dead you were the one to feed them …
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Fires stitch crooked seams
between remnants of sky.
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That face reflected in the glass
cannot be mine,
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I'm inside your head, so these words must be yours
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Hands The cracks in my hands told me I'd live forever. They told me that one day I'd be wealthy. When my hands held you for the first time I knew it to be true.
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while fingers fiddle across the air,
sewing cloth I cannot see.
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They often hold each other's hands,
pretending to avoid the eyes
of boys who wish, but never voice
the dangerous, forbidden words of love.
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The sun slides over
the shoulders of the hills.
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It's early spring and rains leave miniature ponds not deep but attractive to a Drake and Mallard pair moving into the neighborhood settling quacking down. Not sensing transience in their comfortable puddle they get on swimmingly bottom…
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Memphis’ man. Androgynous scam.
Colonel Tom's Cadillac King.
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Someone's ass should be kicked.
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Soon after the young soldiers walked away
taking their Burger King, i-pods, and bombs,
they captured the last female politician
in a cave near the Khyber pass.
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