Category: art
you and i are parked
you and i are parked
on the corner of finished
and done, resorting
to old friendship fumes to wrap up
our departures extra neatly
.
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it takes some kind of
it takes some kind of
courage to
bake – there is no
reverse knob
on the oven
.
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one year later, you
one year later, you
say it doesn’t feel any
different than all the
other days, you still love the
same – and that is all that matters
.
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you plant butterfly
you plant butterfly
magnets around the house, ready
for some company
.
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sunday brunch with the
don’t stack feelings, one
there are levels
there are levels
to these patterns –
the human brain
sears onto a go-to
memory card
the image of
young urban
thing standing
in front of
establishment with
the word trouble –
i am asking you to
flip through several
cards down for
the one that is
grayer, with patterns
more painful
to access,
those invisible
interlocking systems
.
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when a flower bud
when a flower bud
twists into place in the known
universe, a bulb
lights up a vacancy sign
in an unknown universe
.
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our backyard is a
our backyard is a
patch of grass accessorizing
new york city, such
a small thing that makes all the
difference for our simple hearts
.
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this gap we call the
this gap we call the
weekend has lengthened – do you
feel it in your bones?
.
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