Tagged: san francisco

baker beach before

saturday at the

saturday at the
pupuseria, i paid
attention to the

way you ordered what you ordered
because everything was brand new
.
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san francisco with

on the edge of san

we act as if time

we act as if time
were limitless, not seeing
the hour, the minute,
the second until it’s out
of view, unrealized
you tell me this
at the bus stop,
waiting for
the 22 on Mission,
as if it were the best
place to stop time,
delay departures
.
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from across Grant

from across Grant
Avenue
, you called
to me – it’s Monday
morning, the streets
are empty, and i am
a stranger, ready
to return home
.
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bird on a wire

this morning, my heart

this morning, my heart
finally returned from san
francisco, snagged by

a budding branch, new york city’s
way of welcoming home lost things
.
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you took me to the

you took me to the
sutro baths, and those
late afternoon
edges were so
sharp, i pretended
to be brave.
against all
heights, i longed to
sink into the
waters to ground
myself, trading one
death for another
.
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somewhere between

somewhere between
san francisco
and st. louis,
the hours
dissolve into
sky, mechanical
wings tow
the night, heart
learns
to be taut
.
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