Tag Archives: loyalty
house.
there is a spoon in my house that isn’t really a spoon at all. it isn’t mine; it was just here when i moved in & probably belongs to my roommate. anyway the spoon is mostly flat. it still functions … Continue reading
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an arm.
every living thing comes full circle, and stops to eat out of our garbage obsessed about the frame around the window we took out all the nails, a pillow for a plate of glass just like an arm, for underneath … Continue reading
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frame.
in a frame on my desk you’re drinking from a forty ounce bottle of unrealistically bad beer, you are the only one (looking into the camera) and the glass is heavy her torn tradition built, rebuilt itself two hours south … Continue reading
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pros & cons.
this morning i made a pretty wonderful pros and cons list to address my increasingly ridiculous ‘life’ situation. there are 10 pros and only 7 cons. at these stages i always make silly decisions that most people would probably regret … Continue reading
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karaoke.
karaoke is something like pills, the rush, the need to dance and sing sudden, something not quite right, sneakers, phone calls made in middles of airy nights, small step stages, friendly otherwise vacant entirely
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bruising.
he came home, books splayed on bruising hardwood and her name etched into every inside cover, twitching legs crossed underneath her knees
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get them back.
when i was fifteen years old some friends of mine started spreading some unfortunate stories about me around my high school. i had some crazy stuff happen to me after that, as high school is naturally a cruel environment and … Continue reading
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