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Tag Archives: the boy from the banks of the nile
you know i write lies
you know i write lies April 15, 2018 the airplanes fly right over my head coming in to land but you aren’t on any of them so i don’t … Continue reading
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Tagged 2018, immigration, lies, longing, love, poem, separation, the boy from the banks of the nile, the girl from the san juan
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statistically insignificant
statistically insignificant January 12, 2018 i don’t have a dog to walk because then i would have to walk the dog. so i pace circles in the confines of concrete bricks … Continue reading
in the squares and plazas
in the squares and plazas October 29, 2017 i can’t buy bread with your pity and my tears won’t set you free so we say nothing … Continue reading
