The Sweetest Burn
When I lay under the moon, she sings to me.In gentle warm tones, like rain outside
TO ANYONE WHO EVER ASKS (If I’m Long Unheard From)
connie, you vanished on an august day in 1970. and for you, i take my pills
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The Necklace
‘Darling, this is something you’ve got to know,’ Jennifer says. ‘Um-hum,’ Emma murmurs.
Do You Remember the Dog Days?
Do you remember the dog days, When we made swords and shields out of addition worksheetsBattled
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Weathered canvas
spent my life spinningin golden fields painted titanate yellowspeckled oxide greenwet on wet beadsover dry cotton
Tapping Black Boots
We are running. Through the forest. Away from city walls. The night is black
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Latāḥ
We were walking in summertimewhen I pointed out the cottage to you.Clematis tumbling over stone,like something