Tag: poetry

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Marjorie is a writer too. She sent me over a rough draft for a chapbook. 28 pages of fucking magic. This is a good thing.

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imagine yourself belly up and shivering this is the thing you hate the most— vulnerability light shifting and reshifting and razoring the skin this is the thing you need the most– weak, trembling thank god for this earth, this dirt, this grounding of palm and grass because you are spinning and spinning and remember when…

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What I remember most, is that she was an endless golden hour. alive, (in love) always fleeting.

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