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CollarboneThe last time I saw you I was going to heal all my soft spots; quiet places that still ached from the festering loss of what was (or what wasn't).Collarbone
I brought a box with a scarf, t-shirts of yours I slept in (now heavy with the scent of my soft belly), a cactus, and your mother's book of poetry.
I searched my room, previously littered with all the bits and pieces that come apart and fall away after a year down our thunder road.
We exchanged boxes, awkward thank-yous,
and I thought I'd found it all,
and you kissed m
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To My Nearly BornBut I wanted to swell like a fruit, and even though it was unexpected and we were not ready, I glowed with the thought of what grew next to my heart. I wanted to feel fingers and toes; watch teeth bloom from a little mouth.To My Nearly Born
But we only came close, your father and I.
He breathed in relief and I cradled empty arms, fallen in love with what was not conceived.
You went away and I was left with only myself, bleeding inside this skin.
by ~kiwi-kiss
Letter to My Ex's MotherYou know I'm hurting. Or you knew i was. Maybe you would understand. Empathize.Letter to My Ex's Mother
You know, even better than I, the tides of his breath, light off his cheekbones.
Maybe you would understand how much those things can be missed.
I see him now and don't know
if the air between still tastes like love -- love of the real soul of him (apart from his truck, the tilt of his hat, Stevie Ray Vaughn).
Maybe you could even answer
that for me.
I keep him with me, spoiled and stil
by ~kiwi-kiss
RuinI.Ruin
I know you can’t forget the garden, all guardian oaks in skeletal frame, with arcs of India-ink fingers - the garden where we got high, to get along and steal each other’s eyes,
I climbed a pine, stretched my arms wide,
“These trees are of our blood.” You laughed, and left the poetry alone, seeking higher truths in twilight.
II. And that night, the last time you came to me, limp, pathetic, mewing softly, and lying all the while –
I was not weak, nor trembling for you,
but finality c
by ~kiwi-kiss
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- Current Residence: New Hampshire
- Interests: visual arts, music, slam poetry, literature, snowboarding, chocolate.
- Favourite movie: the crow, the italian job, dogma, boondock saints, sliding doors
- Favourite band or musician: ani difranco, tool, counting crows, john mayer, pearl jam, the shins, led zeppelin, station dispatch
- Favourite genre of music: rock, acoustic guitar, metal
- Favourite artist: picasso, renoir, paul gauguin, van gogh, many many others
- Favourite poet or writer: saul williams, allen ginsberg, anne sexton, brian andreas, francescaia lia block, christopher moore
- Favourite style of art: impressionism, fauvism, mixed medias
- Favourite cartoon character: eeyore
- Personal Quote: "words are like vitamins, and life is short"
- Tools of the Trade: paintbrushes, paper stubbs, my fingers.
- Website: http://allpoetry.com/chat%20noir
- AIM: kiwioxox
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ooooh this means you finally got them developed?
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