Tagged: friendship

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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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: resort

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on the first day of

on the first day of
spring, you
returned to us,
suddenly
fatherless. there
are parts of us
that will dance
around recognizing
parts of you
because no one
wants to claim
a familiarity
to loss
.
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we are on a free

from total solar

back when we used to

back when we used to
exchange letters, everything
was more – like meeting

in grand central this november,
recalling the length of your hair
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when we were water,

it’s true, i never

it’s true, i never
wrote about you,
in neither of the
simple nor elaborate
accordion space of
twelve years, not a
word in even the
most imperceptible
folds, it would seem
i am now making
up for lost time, like
a gypsy creature
tuning her la vie
en rose
underground,
on the bleecker street
station platform,
skirt swaying
.
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