February 2012
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many of the questions I wrote in my journal will be answered and we will dance around a cutting board and cooktop. the parasites rooting through my gut will pause to enjoy the sight of my first meal with you. the mites in my pillows will hum to our song and with the final review in my favor, I will hysterically scream thank you at the windshield of my car
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January 2012
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high moon you’re eye to my moon
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December 2011
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