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Mulitdicipinary Writer
Category: Poetry
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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…
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The first time you called me honey, I melted into an ocean of forever needing you. The first time you called me baby, the word was ruined for every other mouth. I knew I wanted nobody else to call me that. The first time you talked to me in your sleep, I decided I wouldn’t…
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I You said I couldn’t say it. You said, You can’t say ‘I love you’ until your plane lands in my city. But my love doesn’t wait for customs. It doesn’t fill out declaration forms at the border. Sometimes, I want to lean into the silence after your goodnight text and ruin everything with those…