Category: poetry
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selfie
bring on evidence that tries to make sense of your apples with my oranges and selling of offence. bring on the discounts and privileged ‘thats what counts’ statements that back-door the convenience of your public politic. bring on the bandwagon of passive aggressive jargon from PR stops and mom n pop shops buying nothing and…
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left
i’ll miss this place your face our space. the halls the walls the falls. the tasks the asks without masks. the glee i see daily. tries realized without prize. the talks the walks the balks. for now i’ll slack lose track ’til we’re back.
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costco
at a four way stop an angry face aggresses into a parking spot. his vector surgically perpendicular to me, his face turned purple. the gaze locked. his hands splayed upwards. the eyes widened and hard as stone. funny that we normally see cars, not the person inside. except right now. the soul of machine is…
words keep wolves at bay 