Monthly Archives: February 2015

Crickets

“Do you think dreams come true?” He asks. It’s the first thing he says to me, picking me up from the gas station. “I’m not sure,” I said, seeing the night stick to the windows. “Depends on the dream, I … Continue reading

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A Car Accident in Space-Time

“You’re going to get published, right? You write so beautifully,” he said. A few years from now, few, from our perspective, we will all be able to travel at the speed of light without much effort at all. Sometimes, I … Continue reading

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Secretly

Secretly, I date men just to steal their books. Secretly, I date men to provide fodder for the poetry machine.

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Paper Boots

Part 1 It only took me a bus ride through the week in a city shrouded under an arctic air mass. They say it’s the coldest it’s been in four decades. When was this – Where would you – I … Continue reading

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On Need

He said “I don’t think I can commit” like he was talking about sins and crimes, confession painting his tongue. When I was silent, he said “I don’t think I can give you what you need”, a little more self-assuredly and … Continue reading

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Exploring Caves

There is a weight. It is mortar and pestle grinding against my limestone ribs, seeping into acid blood dripping against bone: my insides are a karst landscape shifting slowly, at a glacial pace, blood dissolves bone bedrock. I have been alive for … Continue reading

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Witchcraft and Poetry and Androids

Witches and poets and androids from the future have one thing in common: we edit the past to suit the present.

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I don’t melt

Part 1 I don’t melt into his arms because I don’t melt anymore. They’d rather I was Ariel on a beach, dissolving into foam, (re)minded into nothingness, into waves, into my own tears, voiceless. But I found a merman with … Continue reading

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Grace

Grace is slowly sewing your soul to clouds so that you’re always just a little out of reach.

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Sometimes –

Part 1: Sometimes, you wait months to hear those 3 little words “I respect you” Because his respect for you matters more than everything, this matters the most. Part 2: And you wait many more months to realize his respect … Continue reading

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