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Comparison
Taller, shorter Center or border Cursive or bubbly Black or blue Flip flops or boots Curly or straight Short or long Young or old Weak or strong Who is the best of all time Who is the richest The strongest, the quickest Will we ever seek till we find Am I smart, am I pretty
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The Azteca Scan
It’s the place we always go It’s the place we first hung out Where that picture was snapped back in 2006 The other day I looked back You know, I’ve never forgotten it You and me tucked in the booth Our skin was tan, hair blonde, you could see every tooth We were just babies
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Setting the Puppies Free
She’d been having a rough few months She’d lost her pup So my mother and I found ourselves in the local SPCA For the little girl in the lobby it had also been a big day Her mother said, “Hold still, Penelope” As she jumped and swirled in the lobby I could hear the howling
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Be Aggressive
Did you see the lights coming Were those scooters humming I imagine you under the moonlight Laughing and joking with your bride What’d y’all do that day Did you have a clue when you made your way Had there been a lot of planning up to that point At 72, how were your joints Was
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Beauty
I’ve spent a little bit of time in what I’d call a spotlight I’ve knocked on the door and entered a room too tight I’ve felt eyeballs scan me up and down I’ve been subsequently labeled, “Too young” and “too skinny” “Not a real doctor” “Oh, you cut your hair” Cut-throat remarks aplenty, under a
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Seagulls
I watch the seagulls They make me think of my friends Hovering over a vast ocean I’m at the water’s edge where the waves lull As I get closer, those gulls take flight It’s like a string retracts them Up they go More majestic than any kite One friend told me yesterday she’s going to
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Reading in the Tub
It happens quite often At night before bed While I’m sinking back As if into a coffin The water’s a bit too hot But I let it flow over me The day melts away Out my hands pop I crack open a book Stare at black symbols on a white page In a few minutes
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White Whiskers
I just noticed them the other day At the tip of your snout Not yet bright, but devoid of color, we’ll say A small patch of hypopigmented puppy furs On my pillow in the morning, kissing me good night Just above, white whiskers I’ve got a few white streaks too A sign of our time,
writings on life
gremlin fodder 