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The Eulogy I Didn’t Give (XXIV)
“The soft rain of the talking all around us was a cocoon I wanted to live inside.”
Aug 4 • 
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The Eulogy I Didn’t Give (XXXVII)
“the world is a cup the sun fills every day”
Aug 2 • 
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In Michael Robins's class minus one
“They're in a circle and the river says, I've never understood round things, why would leaving come back / to itself?”
Jul 31 • 
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Love Poem
“it’s as if there’s a menu & she is the menu & everything is allowed”
Jul 8 • 
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This is this
“It’s funny how often we lie to ourselves.”
Jul 1 • 
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Sigh
The amazing human brain is a gun pointed at itself.
Jun 27 • 
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Sincere
“I don’t know what poetry is, but a poem’s an obituary trying to be a prayer.”
Jun 24 • 
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Dress for Success
“they'd lost themselves to being lost / in wanting to be what they're not: music.”
Jun 17 • 
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Admission is free
“Do you ever feel the only way to be happy is to be someone else?”
Jun 4 • 
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The eulogy I didn’t give (XIII)
“Good parents make dinner.”
Jun 1 • 
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Scratch the paint off most Americans and you’ll find an immigrant underneath
“America is the idea that America is an embrace”
May 26 • 
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Almost
a short love poem I dearly love
May 23 • 
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