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this morning i read this poem with a girl i tutor (who’s not a big fan of poetry) and she loved it. thank you paula bohince.

dogpuppy

beguines

Lauren Clark, Music for a Wedding

typewriter-worries

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ILLINOIS IN SPRING

from the passenger side of a truck with a strawberry air freshener hanging from the rearview mirror. The driver is a man, a stranger. The quiet ratio of land to sky—a sky so pale, so casually blank that it seems almost sardonic that, finally, you have come to the place that is bigger than loss. The place that is big enough to hold every absence. That things grow here, pale and small from enormous land, inspires abject panic. The wonder of watching a flying bird land on water. The end of the line will always give you that feeling. ]

dogpuppy

unavailableangel

heateron

goodbye my baby sweet heart. i hope what you’re doing is the right thing. i hope i can love once again.

kiskeronation

the crushing weight of one manageable task

wordx

originalromanticsir

It's not about talking; it's about presence. You could be in a different galaxy, I'd still feel you. You exist in my core. A part of me. The biggest part.