missing someone
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Lurker in the Group Chat
I sometimes wonder if you’ve forgiven me always said it’s OK if you haven’t but it’s been so long I’m probably the only one who’s still on that you all have come far and left that behind not even a blur on your rearview mirror but the group chat is still alive I don’t bring… Continue reading
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Four of Diamonds
The Oracle’s loyalty is with your destiny.If you ask her about the future,she will lie.She will say what you need to hearto put you in the state of mindrequired to take the steps that willlead you to what’s meant to be.She will say, for instance,if you give it time and just practiceDiamonds by Rihanna on… Continue reading
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What the End Sometimes Looks like
a confronted permanence a deceptive view of the city through a car window, with very few clues to warn you the cold is fatal from here it looks like I’m fully equipped to face it being in it is a different story I haven’t been sleeping well I still wake up at 2:00 a.m. I… Continue reading
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All the Festering Unpretty Truths
He is wrong for you. Write it anyway.It was a mistake from the start.Write it anyway.Loving him is stupid and has nothing for youbut heartbreak and questions withno answers. Write it anyway. Write it like it costs you nothing,like the sleepless nights don’t encroachon your mornings,like you don’t hear the bottomof the precipice calling your… Continue reading
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90 Proof Sky
Drink this sunset with me.I know it’s not much;winter has drained most of the colorsthe reds are weaker and there’sa tone of finality in the blueslike barbed wire. But sip on the song of this waning lightanyway, a toast and a funeral forthe warmth we used to have in abundanceand the intensity we had co-optedfor… Continue reading
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Pendulum on Nothing but Gravity
The trick is to wait, to put just enough distance between you and the day everything fell apart so that when you finally speak the words that call the hurt out of its hiding place it arrives dressed in echoes with rounded corners and its eyes half closed and when it takes aim at your… Continue reading
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Drunken Texts to a Psychic
Lie to me, fortune-teller. Here, I’ll even tell you what to say: say he’s coming back, say he’ll be in my life again. Make it good, though, bring out your Tarot deck and chakra balancing crystals, name-drop my ancestors and wield your jargon, say all those hurtful words we exchanged were the workings of Mercury… Continue reading
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The Prison of a Static Screen
I wish I could call you right now and I would if there was even a chance that you’d pick up and let me come close to the fire again it’s been a cold, cold two weeks and counting, I can’t feel my fingers or my heart but I won’t take that risk anymore because… Continue reading
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I Woke up to Winter
I miss you I miss most the feeling of growth, of blossoming that comes over me when I’m with you as if I’m in the presence of the sun and your gazes and conversation and your laughter at my attempts at humor and your undisguised, unapologetic desire are summoning the life in me to show… Continue reading
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Betraying Closure
Do I no longer love you? What was it again that Neruda wrote about loving and forgetting? We spend so much time being traitors to the last ceremony of parting instead of honoring it: Here you are showing up at my door at 1 a.m. after making it through a whole week without texting me.… Continue reading
Rampant & Golden 