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Room at the end of the hall
i love you i think of you every day i shout into the silence about loving you as I have never loved anyone i miss you i miss your voice i miss the galaxies in your eyes i miss your mind, your cock, our life, your kids, your face, cleaning your glasses, planning a life,…
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Forgetful…me
I accidentally forgot to stop loving and missing you. And it turns out, that a dimension of my heart holds you, crystal clear and golden, that my fortunes pile, that I cling to caring for you. And it turns out that the stillness creeps in dark hallways and waits for me to wake.
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Failure to Thrive
It can sneak up on a sleeping girl, the night time terror can. I wake up gasping, reaching for something familiar, but I’m blind to my room, to myself. Names and faces appear and fade. I turn, turn again, try to find sleep in this maze of a mind. They say it’s the lack of…
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Instead
On Summit now, the lights twinkle like the bugs we swatted. It is a street of dreaming, dispossessing, rearranging, like the boulevards–brimming with light or blazing with lilacs according to the season–arrange us all, push us toward the river toward the river or the bluffs where always this road must stop. and we a viewing…
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William Smith
Writer & Journalist