1980s
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After three days I became worried, worried that my phone was not out of order, that I’d left it plugged in. I worried that something tragic thing hadn’t happened to a member of your family, that you weren’t lying dead next to your phone I worried that your memory was fine, that you weren’t lost Read more
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There once was a woman killed in the woods by a bear she’d caught and trained to dance to songs she’d written for him. The lyrics were slightly strained, but he was most pissed off by the music, for if he was to dance, he wanted to do it to songs of his own. Bears Read more
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This is my park. I have been here many times, sitting by the side of the road waiting patiently for Abandonment. You will be riding him following a route I’ve mapped out. I drop to the ground, listening for the sound of that faithful beast as he rumbles toward me carrying you strapped upon his Read more
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In the dream I am a small child flowering in dresses and gleaming patent leather shoes. Love is the game played in and out of water, he’s teaching me to swim, as I wade in, he flies away, She sings of missing him while putting me to sleep, I lie face down on a blanket Read more
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Together we do the earthy work of laying down our living dead. it’s difficult enough to release our embrace from the ones we must let go, those who’ve slipped away expected or by surprise, leaving just their memories with our cries. but to unearth those whose bodies are still warm, their spirits tightly locked inside Read more
