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Advice from aunty Liz
Nothing’s nonsense All’s absurd Letters god sentInk’s all burred Love is slowly Life don’t last You…
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manifeast
my mantra chant: I am / who are I wetly plant a shooting star this love…
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Easter in Seattle
Drunk on mimosas Dear god, teach me how to love Wet socks and oysters
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Four strangers
This week I’ve seen two people with kind eyes: the woman in overalls at the garden…
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Toxic
he : his lemon fist & acorn knees who circles like a vulture at the door…
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I am so tired
Gray skies make me feel like the world is under-developed, all the details gone to sleep,…
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Good enough is good enough for me
Too many cardboard boxes Too few written poems Pending late responses And reasons to say noEast…
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Divine nonsense
Full moons do not make you wild. Nickels do not decide. Dandelion seeds do not carry…
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Answers
The winking eye of a red storm. Mother, kneading & needling, devouring the mirrored hearts of…
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Traffic in Moab
home is where the angels where the grandma calls to quote a Bible passageabout wives being…
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A poem about change
My phone rings. “I don’t want to talk about it,” she likes to say. Only one…
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Lilith
All is water in becoming, from storm to still lake surfaceand back again to rage, divine…
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Magnalia Street
Now even the clocks have forgotten the reliability of tides; what the ocean knowsbut can’t communicate.…
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Ode to thumbs
My first “I love you” was a text message, thumbsthe conduit from my heart to his,…
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How to be an idiot
Keep the dead bird in a shoebox in your closet because you love it so. Run…
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Prayer for a newborn
Ears up, this is the noble march: a word after a word after a word, in…
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The witch’s aid
Men have no taste for chaos, she says. How mishandled are the weapons in their hands.…
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I was wrong all along
I’m not empty—just spacious. The mind is that large and that echoless.And death is but an…
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The games we play
half-dead woman / other / coquette, I was you / like a compass that won’t stop…
Lizzy Burnam 🐞 