May 2010
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“Look, I have no dead Saxon to throw at you,
no knife to slice through your...”
– Cristin O’Keefe Aptowicz
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Memory Tapes _Green Knight
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Cause you are the ocean and i'm good at drowning.
—-Phantogram
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it felt amazing the days you were happy to see me
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HURLING CROWBIRDS AT MOCKINGBARS (HOPE IS NOT A...
If we were created in God’s image then when God was a child he smushed fire ants with his fingertips and avoided tough questions. There are ways around being the go-to person even for ourselves even when the answer is clear like the holy water Gentiles drank before they realized Forgiveness is the release of all hope for a better past.
I thought those were chime shells in your pocket so I chucked...
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everyday slips away, life becomes a soft hum no reason your mind grows numb you stop making love going through the motions tell me how come no one gets what they really want and love only when its convenient we act like we know more than we know we treat love like its something you’re owed
but maybe i’ve found you maybe i’ve found something i love maybe i’ve found you...
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An American Love Song
…The cement beneath our feet is always unraveling.
We find grace in the strangest places,
Eyes. Black coffee. Love stories.
Soft hands draw us in from undertow.
Embraces, the promise of storms subsiding.
This is always
a love story:
One hand clasped tight in desperation,
the other extended outward, like a gift.
This world is rain that pounds like jackhammers,
heads bowed down...
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