It's the little things that shine—
The tiny birds hopping or small buds
Peeking through sidewalk
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It's the little things that shine—
The tiny birds hopping or small buds
Peeking through sidewalk
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There is a beautifully unspoken presence in libraries. It is an immediate sense of home. A calm ... [+]
I know when I've caught
the roaming genius about my garden wall,
and asked her in to dine
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Pome and human
spawned from seed.
Safe in germination
an embryonic refuge.
Phototropism
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she does not like to speak about feminism
because she loves men
because she has never felt the
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[ a poem about being hard of hearing ]
i cannot hear the ticking of clocks.
i cannot hea
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The sun beats down and heats the parking lot asphalt
On a sunny California day,
That makes the
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I drink from yesterday
and taste the tangible tang of nostalgia,
that golden age feeling.
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Why can't I write the feeling
of this city?
The floors are warped and the paint is
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It was going to be a good day,
my Horoscope said so.
The sun was out and the air was
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It's okay to rip flowers out
and to set fire to vines,
to pluck petals off without
counting to
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then:
one day i'll be reborn.
into a skin that has never been touched by you,
into
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