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Sunshine Depresso

I played Barbie’s on my bed with friends named Eileen and Jolene. An age of innocence and monsters underneath. Singing along to a Mentos commercial In a full moon we started smoking cigarettes talking...

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How I Write A Poem

I am eating Nutella in bed. I am reading messages from men OkCupid. I am not responding to them because in this poem, playing hard to get online is easier than IRL but it’s still good practice. I am...

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Whole Life Unrequited

whole life summarized as “half of a banana left in the fridge for two days; a little brown but i’ll still eat it” whole life spent pouring Kix on the kitchen floor and watch- ing them race for the...

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Unsent Apology in my Gmail Drafts

it’s okay to dream about a person and hope she dreams about you or at least cyberstalks you daily so that your profile pic flashes in that liquid space between her closed eyes and falling asleep with...

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THUNDER

sorry I cannot forgive the dog for abandoning us when sound took his mind to a quieter place by Terry Abrahams

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LIGHTNING

separate            flash extols a warning together            an act of mercy by Terry Abrahams

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Dear Ethan

The most overused word in English poetry is ghost but I’ve already used it once so far in this poem, thousands of times in this life of mine, an exit wound that never follows its own advice. So I refer...

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To Pop Pills with a Mockingbird

Harper Lee is penning a new great American novel and all I can manage each day is scooping peanut butter into grapefruit halves because we’re out of clean bowls & write poems about how writing...

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I Wanna Eat Cheetos Right Before The Dentist And Tell You I Havent Flossed In...

i want you to keep breaking my heart please no dont stop it dont end being mad as a joke just because there are things wrong dont you leave dont you stop sitting here with me not talking and ignoring...

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One of Every Eight Red Spider Feet Thinks Nasty Thoughts About Red...

In a pinch- With eyes always on The hands, she’s checking me For marks of the ‘real world’, me saying, I know I haven’t changed These pieces since August But don’t Tell me I’m being lazy with it, It...

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I Bought a Skateboard to Smoke One Cigarette On

I pray for nothing too visible, too ugly, something red-puckered and deep-looking. Waiting for father sleep I was Young-thinking of the perfect place— Ment for a shark-bite scar I could funeral-show—...

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prose poems by gustavo rivera

Transcendence stems from being rooted, my body has been harvesting this tumor for centuries, poor kids isolated from everyone, the world is more peaceful according to the numbers, the most amount of...

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rain or no rain

say we never transcend anxiety. are we any less heavenly for it? what if the curtains we draw upon our days remain white blinds for always? what if the night opens too wide and swallows the bicycle...

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as gone as gone can be

in some dreams, you can know what year it is without anyone having to say. think: something about a white station wagon in the middle of a field; something about a cream-colored interior torn up by...

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SUBURBAN SCUMLORDS

Dwayne used to be my brother                           him and his alligator hair                                      access points                                         areas of soft space...

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Demolition site

here I am arms crossed tightly against my chest chin resting between my wrists marveling at the demolition site wondering how so much emptiness could be possible how a structure could still stand after...

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Affirmations

I told myself everything was fine over and over as I walked across the street against the light and the flow of traffic. I was halfway across the intersection before I realized anything was wrong. by...

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without every moment

a cold rabbit is sitting down the sun is shining just through the clouds lately ive been walking real good i opened a black door do you know what time it isnt the president is alive the grocery store...

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poem to read on a fire

tomorrow all the people are replaced with tigers & they don’t need coats & there is more understanding, or less & they are good at stringing music down their spines & they breathe in...

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fat

i am aperaham lincoln, i am unable to speak i meditate and thoughts crop up like weeds email dad, email rachael, email amanda i cried today while meditating, thinking, i am a bad son not that i think...

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mixed nuts

i wish there was some way for me to change right now ?????????????????????????????????????????? there’s a girl in the newest american pie movie who is at one point topless i feel like there’s a fog...

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spawn ashberry

while i was hanging out w angie she told me i could tweet her idea for a tweet, which was, “the best bigge smalls lyric is ‘linens and things'” i enjoy, while going somewhere w/ someone, stopping for a...

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NAVIGATE ME

Today I went to watch the water and wondered why I made everything                so complicated. Maybe I can come back as a boat                lapping on sunlit water on the first Spring day, waiting...

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walked outside and sang to myself “i dont recognize myself or my life anymoreeee” thought im not doing anything constructive self hatred all that shit THAT SHIT i drank a lot of juice i ate healthy...

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clean clean clean clean dont get rid of it cats hit things cats are hitters this is the part where we start punching each other so many bruises what happened it looks like i got beat up dont invite him...

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there is nothing to say im here frowning, floating biking, walking dogs showering, you’ve been gone for a week i am alone clean in bed always in bed feeding shrimps out of my fried rice to the kitties...

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LET’S PARTY TIL THE YARD SALES OPEN

people tell me all the time                        you could work @ party city people beg me @ least once a week                        wash away my iniquity, cleanse me of my sin  we have been talking...

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yoko ono

paul rudd is at IHOP explaining that his ex-girlfriend is ‘so goth-military’ while on a date with sarah jessica parker and his parents sarah jessica parker is wearing a green bra and you know what, I...

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clarifying neutrality to salesmen

I am looking back at myself and that self is looking back at its self via my tangible self and the self that resides in my facebook profile picture two of which are definitely equal selves and each of...

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anne sexton

today at work a woman offered me free chicken and I felt a sensation close to the reverberation someone might experience if they heard a large sound through their leg I am in bed now; this room is at...

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oK>

my mom and I discuss lena dunham and then browse the mace bottles on amazon, also a set of finger knives that look like a cat I think ‘this is so gorgeous-symbolic’ I say ‘I am so buying a yoko ono...

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Chapter 1 The universe started. Things were done. you look out your window trying to find likeness you can only find images. Everywhere. And the colors are nice. Chapter 2 You march unto the arms of...

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WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU

A body becomes a prison like that. Certain chemicals cast spells in correct quantities. You don’t believe in ghosts – Well, you’ve never met my dad. A bad idea is blossoming somewhere under your skull....

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ONE FOR BLAIR WALDORF

what a pretty pretty face what a convincing facsimile of a heart i grieve in the backseat and choke on the lights burning red white green kissing the concrete teeth of the stranger with his hand up my...

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MONSTER MOVIE

I have no mother I have no father I have no face My heart is an immaculate machine I love you so much I will knock over buildings I will eat you alive Look at my scales my wings Look at my shiny shiny...

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In Getting to Know Your Skin

I mean, there was the deer, but of course there’s always the deer. Then when we stood in front of the trees in the back of my house for probably 30 seconds. I wasn’t counting but really it felt like 30...

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Harvest

I. When I am standing in this open field (with these open mountains and cows with their open tongues) it is like I can feel my brother in the corner of my left eye, like we are sharing a motel bed...

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a study in the cautious medium

it’s night & the deer don’t sound. we are waiting for the slight tremble of a curtain, a flash of red bird, that flash of: we are both real & in the same precise bed, limbs touching like...

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Lecture on Cicero

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I Will Always Be In Love (Day 1)

I don’t make out with dead boys anymore because they don’t kiss back. What am I even saying. What does it mean when smiles turn into the ones with hearts for eyes. Like context clues. Like one of the...

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I Will Always Be In Love (Day 2)

I can’t take a hint. Blind for nonsense, and eyes vulcanic. Feverish cheeks swell and my face illuminates yours. I want it to unfold but I won’t make it this time. Oily glaciers swirl, and burning air,...

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I Will Always Be In Love (Day 3)

Sexting via pataphor. Can you handle my allegory? Get your dictionary out babe, I’m flirting with you. by Alexandra Naughton

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I Will Always Be In Love (Day 4)

Feeling like the finest nun in the convent. Feeling like everything is god, like I want to marry everything. by Alexandra Naughton

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I Will Always Be In Love (Day 5)

I got dressed up and walked around Oakland with no purpose. I got dressed up and thought I am giving this coat a test drive. I got dressed up and walked alone and then finished a novel while sitting in...

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i refuse to wear the shoes i wore to the hospital to eat non-organic berries to piss in bars i won’t make decisions on the full moon anyway when my bed is red with my dizzy eyes i refuse to wear the...

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PORCH LIGHT POEM II

no, not 
prelude prelude prelude 
then: the brief mention
 of light no, not
 threshold after threshold 
then: the crossing 
over no, not 
silence cusping song 
but singing! 
everywhere! (the heart,...

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PORCH LIGHT POEM I

prelude prelude prelude 
then: the brief mention
 of light by Maya Owen

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i’m afraid to leave my mind unwatched

i feel like the shadows will shift on my face any minute prompting the slow reveal of oh you don’t belong here by Caitlin Bosko

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whole thing

have i parsed the dark unacceptable planes of my identity effectively on all my 
 social media accounts? or is it as clear to everyone as it is to me that even backed out of 
 or clicked into or...

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@theoooeooo: selected tweets

Drugs in the morning lol I love that sleeping is free. I want to write a lot about sleeping I love it i love it I dont like doing things laughing so hard im so entertained by how much of an asshole i...

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