your son leans against the mailbox
to watch the tourists from the east
his eyes burn their backs as they go
he puts himself in space where he
does not belong, hatches chicks in
the sun to hear their tangled lullabies
your sun practices pirouettes and
there is something missing from
the circle of his fragile arms












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you always have the perfect word usage, missy!
goddammitititittitiit!
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Thanks for writing,
J.
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"Odi et amo. Quare id faciam, fortasse requiris.
Nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior."
- Catullus
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"Odi et amo. Quare id faciam, fortasse requiris.
Nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior."
- Catullus
inspired by st. robinson in his cadillac dream, by any chance?
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"They turned the country up on its side, and everything loose fell into California." ~ Frank Lloyd Wright
i think i've done it before though.
and i agree. daughters are seriously underrated in modern society.
i'll let the idea marinate for a day or two, see what my brain comes up with.
thanks for the article!
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let's play a game called you pretend i am an actual poet
he has such a way of writing brief poems that use exactly the right words
i think sometimes i'm too longwinded
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let's play a game called you pretend i am an actual poet
no, i can't say i've listened to that song much.
but i'll give a listen now <3
this was actually inspired by a conversation i had with robin, on one of his poems (:
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let's play a game called you pretend i am an actual poet
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"Odi et amo. Quare id faciam, fortasse requiris.
Nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior."
- Catullus
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~Love is like a photograph...they both develop in darkness.~
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