Category: life

on page three-hundred-

on page three-hundred-
and-fifty-seven, you think
you’ve finally found
it – the recipe for the very
third rye bread
you will give
birth to in our little-
kitchen-that-could –
another sigh
turns the page
.
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perched in a slice of

silence tends to stick

silence tends to stick
together – hushed in the playground,
tucked into alleys

and cul-de-sacs, stilled by an all
too familiar look, bought into
.
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there are aches in my

there are aches in my
body i can no longer
ignore. every year

we grow older, a new trail
of bread crumbs beckons us home
.
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when you love someone

when you love someone
the way i love you, fear comes and
goes, body resists

any new adjustments, afraid
of becoming comfortable
.
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we were in the car,

we were in the car,
listening to The Cranberries,
like every third or
twenty-third newly and
nearly newly coupled,
lovestruck or not yet
requited, waiting
to grow older
while sitting
in the parking
lot of the universe –
Dolores felt like forever
.
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