Category: Poetry
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Spring 2012, ISSN 2161-2846. I want someone to lay with me. Run their hands down the sides of my mind. Touch… Read more
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And I read them as her words, not mine. Every time I see them I know. But the feeling that… Read more
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Inspired. Copy. Paste. Scratch that. Erase. Deep breath, begin. The lace ribbon waist was a waste, look up at her… Read more

