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Family portrait, 2015. #tryptophan #vsco #nyc #thanksgiving #thanks #cats (à New York, New York)
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Scouting out a spot to use as my thesis workplace... pun very much intended. #Scout #coffee #mornings #coffeegram #winooski #vermontbyvermonters #VSCO #VSCOcam #nothingisordinary (at Scout & Company Victory Circle)
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My hometown calls me every two weeks, asks me if I’ve gotten my hair cut, if I’ve seen the weather reports lately. My hometown tells me things have been the same as if to console me, as if to throw me an anchor from the uneasy riptides of a changing life.
My hometown does not want to talk about dreams, because they burn out like cigarettes, & they singe our fingers when they do. My hometown talks
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When the wind blows here, it glues sodden leaves like desperate flowers into our hair. On the interstate, a speeding car flips like Sunday morning pancakes, sending shards of taillights burrowing into moss and forest floor.
This is where I will find you, bent double over the sink, gulping water straight from the faucet, unshaven, messy.
I didn’t come looking for someone else’s memories, but I…
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Poem for a Hand-Me-Down Toyota
We all thought the words would flow like river water from our minds to our veins to our mechanical pencils and ballpoints, effortless. Instead, they choked and sputtered, ran low on oil, became rusty and frustrated us till we lost our patience for language. So on the days when the frost lifted, we’d skip our poetry classes to hit free verse in the parking lot like a cheap high, ankles dangled from…
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On Receiving Unexpected Calls
On Receiving Unexpected Calls
Six nights ago, I waited three rings to pick up because my heart was beating triplets, because my blood was racing slalom tracks through my veins, because I wanted you to think I was busy.
Six nights ago, I felt you crawl across my skin before I even saw your name on the screen, before I heard the tin-can scuffle of your voice before a west wind blew you through the cracks of my windows.
You are…
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