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3.4.13On my twenty-second birthday my
hair will smell of lemons and
my skin will smell of passionfruit
I will never move to New York.
001I want to sleep
through my window.
Not to waste the day,
but to dream in light for a change.
UnrequitedMy hands smell of you.
Even now, in the
a raging war and empty bed,
I’m not sure how to wipe you off
my skin, but I’m
hoping this water will scald
my flesh and burn
off the memory of
I wanted so bad to
to rip apart flesh and bone and
feel more naked than I was
but I screamed a name that wasn’t yours
and felt my heart wither under
passenger seat He rolled the windows down and alternated between lazily drifting over dirt and grass roads and speeding down the occasional paved one. He smoked one cigarette after another as he told me about the area’s history, about the mango orchards and he’s theories on the swamp ape. Or some strange monster he made up that was half crocodile, half bear. Or was it pig? We talked about aliens and I told him about gigantopithecus, which is the possible scientific explanation for bigfoot. When we came upon a particular stretch of paved road, James pulled himself halfway out of the car. He sat on the window sill, his foot still on the gas, his
floridai left my dignity in gainesville,
lost my mind in orlando,
found my heart in miami,
only to leave it in pieces
Mollie's Ribbons I grew up in a small town just a few dozen miles from the closest water sourcea slowly shrinking aquifer that squatted underneath the seat of Thompson County, our neighborly border. Fortunately, we hadn't yet been quite as devastated by our annual droughts as those in Oklahoma and Texas. Rumors would occasionally drift in with a tumbleweed traveler about how bad the deep South had dried up into nothing but an old dusty lake bed, but these flashes of news were too few and too far between to be counted on as up to date or even true.
Once, I heard one of my distant cousins, a boy by the name of Harold, was said to have been caug
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