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I woke heavy headedby AlternateCandidate 6 lines, 1 comment, on Jul 17 8:47 PM 2008. In Personal
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Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelveby AlternateCandidate 27 lines, on Oct 15 6:49 PM 2007. In Personal
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by AlternateCandidate 11 lines, on Oct 14 10:35 PM 2007. In Personal
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Go, go, go. / Go on away. / We aren't waiting for you. / This air is charging / and every degree / will push you down, / and eventually / shatter and melt you like ice.by AlternateCandidate 7 lines, on Jul 25 10:44 PM 2007. In Weird
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We would be swimming forever / in one body of water / no matter how far it managed to expand.by AlternateCandidate 2 lines, 1 comment, on Jul 9 6:09 PM 2007. In Personal
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It is the kind of present danger / that is easy to forget becaue of the trees. / A sidewalk, low stone wall, / and then a plunge into a wovby AlternateCandidate 11 lines, 1 comment, on Jul 9 6:02 PM 2007
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There have been many long car rides / filled with a cadence of / radio and fervent conversation. / I am learning how to be an adult from alby AlternateCandidate 18 lines, 2 comments, on Jul 8 8:53 PM 2007. In Personal
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He has a long, slim leather coat, / brown and worn, creased, / with dust in the arm folds / and collecting at the bottom / of the deep, empby AlternateCandidate 18 lines, 2 comments, on Jul 7 11:46 PM 2007
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When I think of it, / I get polished tables, / thin but stong / and of light wood, / a small room that can hold / a lot more than it would seem, / froth on the edge of ceramic mugs / painted colors you'd findby AlternateCandidate 13 lines, 3 comments, on Jul 7 2:30 PM 2007
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When I lift my hands, I do not expect you to take them. / And when you do, I do not expect the rest of me to follow. / And when I do, and I no longer can feel / the invisible ropes of self-control running down my legs,by AlternateCandidate 14 lines, 1 comment, on Jun 20 11:52 PM 2007. In Personal
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I think you left the door open / because you know I always close it
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I am suddenly beginning to understand conversations, / words spoken for me if not to me, / in a country where I don't even / know the language. / And then he is at my shoulder / so in place near Le Centre Pompidou,by AlternateCandidate 16 lines, 3 comments, on Jun 9 7:49 PM 2007. In Personal
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I've got a quick-commenting illusionist / that I can't trust for the charcoal on his fingers / on my left, / tense shoulders, / and an army
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This I.N.F.A.M.O.U.S form / full of [every] / translucent girl-child / with a need to feel justified / in ways she / xdoes-notx undby AlternateCandidate 21 lines, 2 comments, on May 30 9:37 PM 2007. In Thoughts
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I've ended up with a Q on my nose, / balancing light, hand-warmed wood / against the threat of my breath, / the square close and blurred in my line of sight. / There are consonants down my left arm, / vowels tr
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We spent four hot Saturday hours
and have countless tiny slices on our fingersby AlternateCandidate 18 lines, 1 comment, on Apr 19 8:57 PM 2007 -
This could be my angry letter to all of the Pete Wentz-type figures in the world. Just maybe. Inspired by the lyrics I found in some contes
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She was two inches of a hemline and three-and-a-half martinis out the window.
He tied a bed-sheet rope around her ankle to keep her from ki -
Name me in your
crowded, love-sick fashion -
I feel like clawing in
and ripping my errant thoughts apart -
I am currently storing all of my
hope and dread and longingby AlternateCandidate 12 lines, 2 comments, on Apr 10 10:13 AM 2007. In Life, Pain, Personal, Family -
Easter Sunday
I'm in my nana's kitchen -
He is tenuously reclined on the couch,
and he perches one spindly leg on top of the other, -
My knees were scraped from
spending all hours of summer on the sidewalkby AlternateCandidate 17 lines, 1 comment, on Apr 7 5:59 PM 2007 -
I really wasn't much,
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Our school library has two floors,
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and they're sucking on chocolate-covered razorblades,
before hanging them from their ears.by AlternateCandidate 9 lines, 2 comments, on Mar 19 3:49 PM 2007. In Society -
I call my big brother on the phone
because it's been a few days since we talked, -
And make broken-language-barrier
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She was on the kitchen floor, topless.
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There's never much to do
in an area where more than 60% of the landby AlternateCandidate 19 lines, 1 comment, on Feb 25 12:50 PM 2007 -
I am sitting with a quilt around my shoulders,
my toes curling to stimulate circulation and beckon warmth, -
You can always find this guy in a slick black apron,
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The roads are paved with concrete and toil,
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There's something you think you can see, but can't,
in the corner of the half-vulgar smile;
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