bury my body
in the mountains.

give it back to the soil
from which it came.[…]

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I went to the pool one day.

I chose my favorite bathing suit—
a turquoise one-piece with palm trees.[…]

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Love: I invoke her like a goddess tonight
as I weave by the window but the wind is hollowand my faith is a dream.[…]

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Why could I not have been born a sunflower?
I want to feel yellow and tall
With great, green wings
To carry me up so high all my problems are ants
That can hardly climb my stalk[…]

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and sometimes i’m soft, soft, soft
my mother pouring cream into dad’s black coffee
i keep the ribbons from birthday presents to wrap my hair up
but it’s too short because i keep cutting it[…]

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We are all dust
The remnants of petty and worthless things
Speaking of truths when our eyes tell lies[…]

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ONE MONTH AFTER:
i do not think you were in love with me.[…]

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A mind game where you play to win
but lose because your thoughts say otherwise.
Living in a bubble that keeps ascending towards the sky
but reaches a point where there’s no more air.[…]

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Painted with the contrast of yin and yang,
you were
the panting joy of our lives.[…]

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Driving at night.
The lantern of day
sleeping beneath the ground.[…]

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