Tagged: relationships
think of me but don’t
think of me but don’t
ever let me know that you
think of me, it’s a
simple enough equation that
solves for every variable
.
20240331:2247
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hello, i love you,
hello, i love you,
where can i rest my sorrow?
is the new refrain
whispered across dimly lit
rooms, beating between heartbeats
.
20240329:0800
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the city is in
the city is in
everyone’s business and no
one’s business all at
once – we look, make quick judgments,
and never make eye contact
.
20240320:0845
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of the innumerable
of the innumerable
ways to mourn, i
am negotiating grief
in REM sleep this
morning, consoling
a young colleague
in the art of letting
it out, letting
go, an unsteady
navigation of
space, time, and
reality – on your
birthday, in the nearly
third anniversary of
your passing, we
practice the improbable
parallels of joy and
grief, keeping it
together without
so much
disassembling
.
20240316:0818
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even the ones who
even the ones who
claim that they are not here to
box anyone in
pack up their little boxes at
the end of each day, exhausted
.
20240312:2146
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in the end, every
in the end, every
kiss is a bookmark, buried
in time as a place-
holder, a souvenir, a
shuttle, to recall our stories
.
20240301:0209
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the gentlest way to
the gentlest way to
carry grief around is in
porous membranes, layers
permeable enough to be less
prone to a sudden bursting
.
20240223:1843
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the pandemic lost
the pandemic lost
our wedding bands, i hear you tell
it, meaning all that
handwashing necessitated
a different kind of commitment
.
20240222:2341
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not wanting to be
not wanting to be
beholden to anyone is
always the truth and
practically a lie – i lean
in and wager you’ll lean away
.
20240222:0638
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not wanting to time
not wanting to time
travel with blueberry
pancakes imprinted
too deeply
means adding less
berries and
decreasing
absorption, so there
is no chance of
soaking any
sweetness in, no
odds on winning
that blue ribbon
.
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