October 2011
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Bright Eyes — ”At The Bottom Of...
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The Beatles — “Two Of Us”
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Michigan
Tell me you remember the fireworks, the ones you didn’t want to watch but I forced you to. You were the first person to twist my stomach into knots, to give me butterflies as they say. Every time your hand gently brushed my hair out of my eyes, I could’ve sworn that time simply ceased to exist right then and there. I would give anything to relive every moment we spent together....
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Cherry
Black-red, popcrunchsplat on molars, as sweet and as bitter as firsts with Jenny N., under slides at recess, between bunk beds, in the darkness of the backseat on long car rides home, when we rolled our tongues over firm flesh, lips pursed on the word “push”, gentle bites and plucks of stems, we bumped teeth at her brother’s sleepover, we fumbled in the back of movie theaters, cola spilling over...
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Waylon Jennings — “Don’t Think...
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On her birthday
I called down to say hello. The conversation held the tone which suggested a deep understanding of some kind of embedded feeling that was brewing, embedded, and had yet to surface, like a pot of thick liquid that had yet to boil. She spoke of the events leading up to now, how things have and have not changed and I mentioned the probability of a fall visit. I was always mentioning the facts and...
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Take your time, coming home.
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