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originally published 2010

 

I wasn't really sure except for that.

The man was tall with short dark hair
I can't recall exactly how dark or how short
but he clasped the woman to him

She had longer hair and it was lighter than his
(Blond?  Red?  No I'm fairly sure I'd have remembered red.)
And I don't think

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originally published 2010

 

You yes you stain me

Deeply

Like tomato sauce on the good china plates

Like red Georgia clay under fingernails from summer sun work

You yes you stain me

Deeply

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Though thoughts of death continuously plague me

I cannot fathom a reality without them.

As large as a boundless sea of cliches

I've cried

The desire yet no will.

Here denial does not exist.

The escapes of myriads.

At the edge of a daunting