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LocketA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierLocket The idea above granite, or in the center of it still, where I hear the faintest of heartbeats. A tiny locket bought in a pawn s.. |
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Kisses HelloA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierKisses Hello “It’s nice to meet you!” I haven’t heard that in a while, shaking hands in public places. A kiss? M.. |
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PlantedA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierPlanted Strange; a string of pearls dragged across the teeth, not as smooth as once thought. Pictures of an orchid hang in a dirty ki.. |
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BalloonA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierBalloon Pulling out hairs not as glamorous, as sipping champagne at bonfires on black sand beaches. The balloon of skin at the bitter e.. |
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Forget About MeA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierForget About Me Electronic buzzing, cell phone bleeding tones, the radio hissing some song by Blink 182. I saw them once in a dive bar dow.. |
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InquisitionA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierInquisition Satisfaction in anger, turning anxiety into wild eyed frustration, making breathing easy as biting down on jawbreakers. It .. |
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The Cat's MeowA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierThe Cat’s Meow Erasing names from the neighbors prescription bottles, pushing the cat out the dog door, forgetting about life for a w.. |
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Waterproof MascaraA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierWaterproof Mascara The angels of my nightmares bring no comfort, the sounding of trumpets rests not this soul. “hope springs eternal.. |
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HardwoodA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierHardwood New life cries on the bad side of town, nobody listens but everyone cares, small and innocent in the dirty low down. Specks of .. |
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And. Or. But.A Poem by Abigale LeCavalierAnd. Or. But. Harsh words only hold meaning when someone is listening. I listen a lot. Fostering frustration and the heat of anxiety, .. |
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Lisa and AbbyA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierLisa And Abby I drove for hours to see her; put on my favorite skirt, new tights, and fresh lipstick, yet still I was not prepared. I was .. |
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BreathA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierBreath An introduction; almost as good as asphyxiation. It’s the air that escapes with a hum or a hiss, a whistle through the teeth.. |
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Wke Up CallA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierWake Up Call Arguing over Plum or Black Cherry, Midnight Black, Blackish Black, or Black Black, Petal, Flirty, or Metallic mist; it must be mo.. |
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SmoothA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierSmooth Crouched; as an endangered species exceptional in every way. Shouting from the open windows of farmhouses and high-rises, living to.. |
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RippleA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierRipple You never had to ask, I was always there for you, always. I held your hand through fire, scraped ice off your windshield in a blizz.. |
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Credit for PainA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierCredit for Pain In that room again, nothing to read but old fishing magazines, donated by “office friendly” patients, the ones wi.. |
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Limping Through LunchA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierLimping Through Lunch She was limping when she crossed the bar, smiling through the pain, “now don’t you look so cute!” I.. |
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More about WaterA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierMore about Water How desperate; looking through the lace of fine lingerie, spitting on the ground into curbside potholes. Perplexed. .. |
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For NowA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierFor Now Drunk by midmorning never so discontent or desperate, some say crazy. Perhaps? Muddled like old macaroni sitting in the sun, an.. |
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Rattle and TiltA Poem by Abigale LeCavalierRattle and Tilt “get well soon.” she said. Walking the street as if never tumbled, scanning the ground for stray pill bottles,.. |
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