Tag Archives: poetry
apartments.
too many apartments i haven’t seen lie parallel across the frost, cut like seams of highways fighting for the lake in winter we use him, and cloth to cut the ice on the canal. i don’t go home with writers, … Continue reading
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sticking.
at fourteen we strung telephone cords across our chests, slept in football jerseys two sizes too large, memorized names and were out too late, too young and in the bad part of town transparency reserved itself for later years and … Continue reading
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whistle.
january. we kissed without mouths, you took my hand by the back of my chair in real life a revolution in the darkness planting blood at the scene of the crime – february. i don’t trust where i have not … Continue reading
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leaves.
the grass is a yard now, is shaping itself by the boards of the fence you pick from the garden each morning: vegetables, weeds; you handle the stale clumps of dirt while i watch a sky flattens leaves to old … Continue reading
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coals.
eyes were slow coals lacking signs, traced in a line to the last place his mouth was acids in stomachs passed one breath to my breath and words pore on pore were shared without tongues, our muscles relaxed lacking use
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it rains.
it rains, i look into your window cold rhythm of hands gracing pavement, advantages taken of awnings an umbrella not here since the summer kneels for a tree you once kissed me beneath, the storm lends its fears to the … Continue reading
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drunk.
he says, they come to this place to do what (you think) is unthinkable, your nightmares, my bed while i kissed you asleep, the skill of my hands on your skin, my teeth the undreamt, he said, in the morning … Continue reading
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seams.
you are my consequence without you, no fear or regret and with you stones of recognition in the ottawa river i have undone each memory of your hands slicing air with my own, i have plunged fingers past thresholds the … Continue reading
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pennies.
in another man’s dream i sold an elephant, in yours i wore a sundress, was vapour held by fabrics of past summers days lit by last night’s fireflies, heat lightning, satellites and stars an impression from a stadium to be … Continue reading
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reminders.
you are flat, and not alone, the strangled shadow of an orca on its belly the way a pen explodes inside a purse is how you came, or how a skirt will fall across my legs when nerves are strung … Continue reading
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