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Those set texts
Those set texts What were the books that broke us? That street walk where we watched the rain hit the floor and thought of Carter wrapping women in circus silks.
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I don’t know if this is how to be a person
I don’t know if this is how to be a person Spend a lot of time, sitting it out on thin gym benches, feel older than everyone you meet, make a commitment to conversation
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Heart sweet
Heart sweet I knew you would do this, but I sealed my instinct and kept it in hope kitchens. When the rain fell on the tent, I comma curled and let my stupid heart fix.
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Gladiators
Gladiators Backstage, the poets wait like gladiators, hydrating, meditating, training quatrains. They look fit, but the green room, in the mirror, their eyes glint
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All my exes
All my exes My exes live in notebooks, drinking cans of red stripe under trees at outdoor gigs reading paperbacks with slick limbed Charlotte’s, Maya’s, Kirsty’s.
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