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Walking down Magnolia, blooming eleven
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My perpetual motion kept me from claiming a home
So I placed mine in you
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In my straight, white family
I grew like a wisdom tooth.
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Haven't I always known that I'm too much
alcohol for anyone to hold?
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I thought myself a poet
until I heard you breathe weave lies
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You were designed by carelessness— / (MISTAKE!) / But raised in dripping, demulcent tones of / compassion and affection. / Unfortunately yo
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The offering lain on the altar / Trust in your god / Perform practiced, / remembered rituals / Prayers on my lips / On your lips / “My God,
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Take from this what was satisfying. / Take, because you’re sick of giving. / You let your fickle friendships swallow you. / When the tide w
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Bone Thin Pretty. / / I'm breathing / with my own lungs today. / Sampling savory scents, / fresh out of the heavens. / I'll sip the nutrie
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God, / Ultimate Facade, / falsifies all; / For nothing is as it seems. / / Heaven's happiness / on my collarbone / is one biting breeze. /
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I'm your rubber fairy--
obsequious doll arching--
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A picture's worth a thousand words! Or so they say....
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I’ve never kept many pictures.
Maybe it is because they prove memories—
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Dinner at Grandma’s house: She pours us each a
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What are these latent, dormant emotions
that I thought I supressed
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I saw you're photograph and almost didn't recognize it --I wish I hadn't
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You are cruel in comfortable ways
with an easy smile and steady gait
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Your mother was mistaken— When she named you
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You're so stupid But you're pretty
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When I say “never again”
I know I should mean “never again”
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How can you argue I'm not a child?
Stomp my foot, I didn't get my way
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Little Wishing Flower with fine hair
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I came into this world of hormones, testing waters--whatever kicking punching like a spasmodic martial artist
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Last night I slid into
my yellow mesh panties
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You're like a child with sun on your shoulders
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I can't offer an excuse -blame it on the season- but perhaps an explanation...
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They say that flu shots are good for you.
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My throat is closed
my stomach is heaving
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There is a voice compelling me to feel
an imagined sentiment that I'm quelling
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Women are like moons Once every month,
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He smells like last summer
I observe the flick of his wrist
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My rose-tinted lenses were slightly obstructed
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If you'd like to know, I'm dwelling On--
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