Dark brown stained
titan
marred by deep
wet rings
scratches run
like veins
How many
pages
have fled your
flat face?
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Everything I Never Say
Table of contents-
Dear Husband,
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an open letter to Alabama
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What it means to be a woman
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second place
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05.19.19
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She's Wrong
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it's cliche anyway
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To Turn Burns to Beauty
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Regular Friday Night
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I'm Unsure of Everything Except One Thing
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On Floating
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To my students afraid of their own power
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nights like these
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Anxiety
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Beyond the Milky Way
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There's Poetry in Decay
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And I'm Not Even Good at Math
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Driveway Thoughts
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The Future
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They have your last name
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Anatomy of a Panic Attack
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You only care about the idea of people
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Flash Flood Alert
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On Addiction
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Sunflower
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When you say you have anxiety
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The Ocean Never Looked So Good
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Fireflies
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E x f o l i a te Me
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A poem somewhat inspired by the lighting in A Handmaid's Tale
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Empty is almost a way of life
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An ode for first lovers
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A portrait of the artist experiencing doubt
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08.14.19
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08.17.19
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Hard Pill to Swallow
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Farmer Boy
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Until Next Summer
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Farmer Boy, Continued
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10.7.19
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A poem about suicide rates going up & my tolerance for bullshit going down
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2.24.20
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2.26.20
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the difference in how we are taught to treat women
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A poem about spooning
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"That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse."
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4.14.20
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it never needed your attending
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My first poem about quarantine
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a message from quarantined laurene to be kind
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Farmer Boy Part III
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respectability politics do not outweigh black lives
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7.1.20
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Beautifully Broken
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In Imitation of Emily Dickinson
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Writer's Desk (in the style of William Carlos Williams)
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2020
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A letter to my unconceived son
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Buffalo, Uvalde, Enter-Your-Town-Here
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T.S. Eliot Revisited
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