Category: Reflection
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return to form
a return to form says the review in the paper as if today has a bearing on some yesterday long forgotten the form is beside the point the return a curse rewritten something tired and already said a return a rerun a curse rewritten and best left unread
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Fog
Tonight I break my silence. This is my open letter to you. You will always be remembered as a vapor the heat-wet rising to fog the mirrors, blurring distinction: When I looked at myself in the mirror, I saw you, too. But that’s not true I saw a mirage and what I wanted to see…
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Anthology
A word, self-righteous angel If you write the Anthology of You There are consequences Demon-meaning In essence It’s time to drink down the medicine: If you play with Ouija Don’t complain about the smell of dead people
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How to Appear Competent in All Situations
It’s been brought to my attention that I have a knack for convincing the good people in my world I’m competent until it’s much too late for them to do anything about it. It was brought to my attention recently when I mentioned to a friend that I was changing jobs and she said she…
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Things I’ve Learned from Various Straight Men So Far
• his thoughts weren’t worth my penny, I decided (much too late) • if you want to keep him, don’t let him take you to Hot Springs • I’m needy • I’m weak • I’m bull-headed stubborn • if you want to get rid of him, talk about your own problems • if you like…
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What Comes Next (Words on My Lips)
“you know what comes next,” I say to him with a sad smile it’s a smile I think he’ll come to know well >>>>>>> on my lips a song from yesterday words not quite audible not quite decipherable the melody doing the work working the doing working the words slowly forming on my lips
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Down to the Quick
In Lady Antebellum’s “Need You Now,” one of the lyrics goes, “oh I’d rather feel something than nothing at all.” Well, then. Clearly, they’ve never felt the peace of feeling nothing at all because although not a pleasant experience, if you can get that numb, it’s something that one really would prefer at times, especially…
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Streamers
caught up in the stream of things the streamers I made as a 10-year-old still hanging from the rec room ceiling where my father tacked them a long ago place never touched and now a new place that takes me back to when I was 21 and how much I couldn’t enjoy my life then
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