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Poems I Lost

fleshy pen
June 14, 2020
I walked on my lunch break to an authentic Mexican diner near work. My car was being a shit. Again. I walked along the sidewalk, my smart flats slapping the hot pavement and I saw a flower growing out of the crack in the sidewalk, right there in the center, 8 inches tall and proud…
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Dig Deep

fleshy pen
June 13, 2020
“Every waking hour I’m choosing my confessions....” - R.E.M. All of my friends are finding religion. Scripture and church schedules. Youth groups. bible studies. Maybe that’s what you do when you’re pushing forty with a mortgage and some kids and some jobs and the weight of the world on your shou...
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Promise

Apple-Man
November 14, 2018
Bury me under forget-me-nots, or in your thoughts, or somewhere where these dreams might stop - and I can get away.
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