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my non beautiful me wants to talk to the non beautiful you reflected in the mirror this morning at an early hour not all the glory is lost what’s left, by the skin of our teeth there’s a shadow call it a memory where you shine like a sequin sewn into the tail of a [...]

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turns out my voice was never a whisper no matter how softly i spoke the movement of air within the throat pushed through valves and passageways unseen tongue touching teeth the upper palette lips parting so air meets air in the mystery of language heart beating stronger at the sound of other voices raised, speaking [...]

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they say you can get lost in a book what i want to know is can you get found? somewhere in the typeset among the verbs and nouns between trope and allusion consonant, vowel sounds as the lines break plummet fall into the next is there a world elsewhere beyond the bounds of text while [...]

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Advance polling of my soul indicates the impossible. Feet hanging over the edge of reason. Suspended by belief in the salty air. You told me to walk round the city seven times not to bow down and out with two pennies to my name asked that I give them away. Swung me over the open [...]

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you will have equilibrium and everything will be alright.  well, sort of. there’s limitations, no doubt. astrophysics and gravity, goose bumps and bedevilry pickled herring and geometry. not to mention the discussion of origins and species the other things multitudes wax on and off about until the wobbling starts. hail Kepler and book a workout [...]

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and everything else unsightly, unseemly there’s a lot to hide in this world, you know and a hundred more things to get away with just check the “made in” sticker on the back of the new bathroom rug or the one on the shoes you’re running in there’s enough wool being pulled over enough eyes [...]

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