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Treehouse

The sun sings in the sky, watching us wake, from the same spot every morning. I communicate behind closed doors, thinking out loud, chatting to a picture of us, thinking of the past, back when things were so simple, when you saw me as your sunlight, before I became an endless evening, dark secretive shadows, […]

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Fine Wine and Smirnoff Ice

Someone asked me why I won’t date men my age. They asked me and I was cast back through time, on trains and buses, listening to men my age, when they think they can’t be heard, boasting about body counts, swapping stories like Pokemon cards, about women who trusted them to keep it to themselves. […]

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Left Behind

Maybe the way your voice shakes isn’t an impediment, it’s relevant to remember, that you only get caught up, abandoned by your own breath, when you think too much, about the way you lost your last voice. You only get fucked up, when you think of how you lost her, the way she clung to […]

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Completely

Say it isn’t so, say you haven’t figured me out, ah, you utter bastard, you know all about me, weaving through my wayward games, to pin me down, playfully pushing me out of my comfort cavern, until I am uncomfortable with how comfortable I am with you. You ask me if I want to live […]

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New Visual Poem – Your Resignation Is So Exciting

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