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Snow Secret

Snow blind. She’s on my mind. It’s not worth saying aloud, but I’ll write it a thousand times, for each flake of white – snow blind and drunk on Jack Daniels and wine and there’s no one to text – I’ve crossed all the lines – there’s no one to call ’cause there’s no one that’s mine. 57 more words

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Tevs

…….and should I die, I think my death will not receive any great notice. I did nothing and no one loved me.

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The Perils of Closing Time

I would be the one to sweep the straw from mangers while underneath a strange star is departing the true savior – I have never quite believed much, I reject all things three times – I turn into a pillar of dust when I stand in lines – it’s been so windy lately I can’t tell if my car can drive straight. 46 more words

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The Perfect Omelet

I will do the right thing – until it pro’lly kills me. I will open doors, say ‘may I have a drink?’ and carry all the luggage up the thin stairs with half-steps and tight corners. 61 more words

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Question 7

It’s always question seven – and i think about it often. I lie and say I’ve never thought of laying in a coffin while my friends and family come by to drop flowers on my chest. 86 more words

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Snapshot of Insomnia

Dress your sheep in cotton, baby – dress your wolves in wool. If you think that you heard footsteps, someone’s probably at the door – just waiting for a welcome or some implicit permission – dress your wolves in sheepskin babe and put your sheep in linen.

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Monday Afternoons

I am so full of laughter it’s making me hurt as they fill out address bars and the sexy ones flirt with each other and nobody asks me to dance. 73 more words

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