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Sant Jordi
We pretend that we aren’t swayed, but we still stay in awe of the twenty four hour magic, the way everybody smiles just a little bit more, the electric in our fingertips, as we hold hands, (just in case we get lost, definitely NOT because we are in love), we go about the day, slightly…
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I’m Your Boyfriend Now, Nancy
It’s midnight, and I’m wearily awake, because you are invading, infringing on my dreams, stalking me as I sleep. You have a sweet smile, as you do it, we’re in your car, or under the pier, and you are holding my hand, like you’re in love with me, taking my lips, with yours, as if…
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Siren Sailor
I leapt into your legs, making them saunter off a cliff, into the unsuspecting sea, so you could be at peace, with the wailing waves, and out of my head, far away, where I could not reach. I bathed in my bed, drowning in a drought of you, crying out things I didn’t know I…
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St Pancras
We had been together six months, when she asked me again, to tell her about myself. I thought about just handing her my press bio, running from the room, where I didn’t have to confront my coldness, and the way it blistered her beautiful skin. Would it be such a sin, to just…
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New Visual Poem – Pon Farr
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