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  Nine Good Reasons Why We Live in This Place

  

  By PossibleNobody, New York, NY

  1. before the american revolution, this was queen street; they changed the name when they won. but there hasn’t been a patriot in this family for the past four generations, and before that, we were in poland. or china. 2. i think i made up this memory but i remember a kid calling me a chin...
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  (A History Of) Nosebleeds

  

  By PossibleNobody, New York, NY

  1. It’s summer & it’s too hot out & my head is a stuck balloon so when I taste salt there’s no surprise, just resignation to the fact that my body doesn’t even want to be inside of itself. And I’m spindly & haunting the swing set all alone, & I know that there’s a beach ...
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  A Portrait Instead Of

  

  By PossibleNobody, New York, NY

  Music makes me sick, a broken pen leaking pink ink. You are drawing a symphony in red & your forearms flex like rubber bands. (Oh, let me go.) I’m going to strip the muscles from your bones before it kills me & I just want to die, I just want to die at your hand. *** A single quar...
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  Prayer for Athena

  

  By PossibleNobody, New York, NY

  "White with colored hearts, the tall flowers sway around you, all the other boys, in cold spring, as the violets open." --Louise Glück 1. The back of the neck will stay warm, even if everything else is cold. 2. Blue marks always look passive and pretty, in the summer. 3. Bravery ...
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  smoke, mirrors, light

  

  By PossibleNobody, New York, NY

  i learned how to light matches last summer (flip the cardboard flap around, squeeze, pull hard) i learned to smoke awkwardly, barely inhaling, because i was still afraid of cancerous throats and fluid- filled lungs (had never contemplated swimming in one) and when i ran out of cigarettes i j...
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  She--

  

  By PossibleNobody, New York, NY

  a sharp throb around my thighs & in the soles of my feet. It’s made me fall down staircases on multiple occasions & the bloodstains left in the carpet were always shaped like fingerprints, like veins of red ink on skin that wants touch, any touch— sleepy eyes drawn to pal...
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  Certainly Impure

  

  By PossibleNobody, New York, NY

  Understand how hallucinations are generated outside of the laboratory. Understand that a loop is in control, yet characterized by imaginings of ghosts, noises, visions, and forewarnings. Understand the particular set of points, in this two- dimensional space that produces learning. Underst...
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  lunch, sunsoaked (for mindy)

  

  By PossibleNobody, New York, NY

  the light is thick butter yellow wash over everything and e wants to know what my favorite book is while mindy & olivia tell him which girl they’d most like to kiss and i say that i don’t know because i haven’t found it yet (i haven’t really found the girl, either)...