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for Pauline.
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for bearings and objects known and unknown.
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someone I lovedwanted their root beer, no ice.Between what proceeds and follows,I am stronger now, I swear, than before.Yet there are still those mome..
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when you finally realize that you've lost a year of your life.
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when I review a poem i'm having a conversation with myself.i will bring up personal experiences from my own awful life,interspersed with the heartfelt..
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Marvin Hagler vs. Alan Minter
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When you died,me and Curtis hurried to your bedside andresentfully waited until you grew cold and uncomfortable.Until your eyelids stayed down ontheir..
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No,not the papyrus cradle of Noah. Not the aggregate assault of all the animals in the kingdom. Not heavenwhere dad is in his shirt sleeve's or Janae ..
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If I see another trans girl on 6 Mile and Woodwardflagging down cars in the cold to exhaustion trying to one:be vulnerable and 2: needing to squeeze a..
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Were I you and you a morsel of me, since we,they say, have the same shoulders andwhose wounded spoils cling to memoryas if it too could come close eno..
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