Category: Poetry
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13 Caricature
you are in this chair, in this place for a few moments. I sketch your large head, rush through your body like it’s unimportant, to capture the features of the ego that makes you uniquely beautiful. I feel as if I’ve known you, but it is ethereal, known in relation to a few places and…
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10 Lions
Pacing no matter how large the cage keeping the pride, an audience is tolerated in the manufactured safari the hoops will still be jumped through when coated with fire amusement will continue at the circus the saints either lay with or are stalked by the lions today the mouth will…
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09 Steady
“Steady, steady” I tell her, whilst knowing nothing about archery. she is able to hold the tension with poise. her hand resting against her cheek, where i wished mine to be, she listens to my steady advice. I too am composed, I think the string pulled back like the way she wore her hair; i…
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06 Brother
when Absalom died, did his brothers rejoice while their father wept? brother, the cement you set around your heart has not kept you warm brother, your steps when static are scary; when unstable, exhausting all this restlessness and discontent is making you invisible let there be nothing left for you to conquer brother, concubines don’t…
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04 Siloh
Siloh her tender tone kept me tethered to the ground, counting off my anger as she points to the sheep in “her” field. “how did you get this field, Sie?” The playful smirk. “Daddy, you gave it to me, remember?” I will remember; hopefully, the things I actually give will be worth remembering: gentle consistent…
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Love Theories: Not Soup nor Slumber
It can’t be stirred in a pot until it tastes better Can’t be set a top a stove to heat up Can’t be baked at 450 and set before us to satisfy our hunger It can’t be shaken out of slumber or kissed alive like a fairy tale It’s timing is a mystery when it…
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What do I do with these blank pages?
In 2010 I wrote to be funny, more specifically I wrote comedic fiction for a class to counterbalance writing my thesis on Islamic extremism in Southern Russia and what exactly that looked like. But what I was most proud of is a story called the Cheesebringer, which was a dumb coming of age story about…
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Imagination Love
The romance you require is rote it is more stable than whimsical perhaps more ideal and less physical mine does not need to emote I confuse necessity with reality whats real to me isn’t necessarily ideal. These dreams proceed warily the exact and fact don’t appeal to me I’ve held onto every fiber of…
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The Cleansing Gospel: My Favorite
Sufficiency This currency of mine it will lift you like a house hung from a balloon or a wife off her feet by her husband This urgency of time let it pass you like the drive in a car to vacation like angst before returning home This destination is a comma in the adventure where…
The Reconstructed 