Mulitdicipinary Writer
Category: Poetry
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I sit with a feeling that’s become so strange to me I don’t understand it. I don’t know if it’s here to make a home of my heart or if it’s just passing me by like a moment I cannot hold onto. I thought that I had pulled the connection wires on love long ago.…
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To: You Who Never Arrived* I almost met you at the grocery store around the corner except you left as I entered it. I almost met you at the bus stop except you were entering another vehicle while mine was pulling to a complete halt. My shoulder almost brushed yours for the first time in…
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“Write about what you know and what you care about. Do it for the people you care about, the people you want to touch with your writing.” Raymond Carver I was having a conversation with a friend of mine recently when you walked into the bar. I don’t know if she noticed me waving at…
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When you sat down beside me at the coffee house, Before I said hello I said, “Can you believe this box of cookies is labeled ‘Glucose’ and people buy it off the shelves?” “I mean, it literally says SUGAR.” What I meant to say is, if you had a label It would say sugar, too,…
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I think you’re where words come from. I think you’re where people go to for quiet. I think I mean like the beds or hearts they sleep in. I think I mean like the shower boxes or baths they get in for some heat. I mean you’re hot like the sun after a break-up. I…
Dali 