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I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,   

or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:   

I love you as one loves certain obscure things,   

secretly, between the shadow and the soul.

 

I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom but carries   

the light of those flowers, hidden, within itself,   

and thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose   

from the earth lives dimly in my body.

 

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,   

I love you directly without problems or pride:

I love you like this because I don’t know any other way to love,

except in this form in which I am not nor are you,   

so close that your hand upon my chest is mine,   

so close that your eyes close with my dreams.

 

I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom but carries   

the light of those flowers, hidden, within itself,   

and thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose   

from the earth lives dimly in my body.

 

I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,   

or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:   

I love you as one loves certain obscure things,   

secretly, between the shadow and the soul.

 

**this is an erasure of One Hundred Love Sonnets: XVII forwards and backwards

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I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,  
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:  
I love you as one loves certain obscure things,   
secretly, between the shadow and the soul. 

I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom but carries   
the light of those flowers, hidden, within itself,   
and thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose   
from the earth lives dimly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,   
I love you directly without problems or pride:
I love you like this because I don’t know any other way to love,
except in this form in which I am not nor are you,   
so close that your hand upon my chest is mine,   
so close that your eyes close with my dreams.

I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom but carries   
the light of those flowers, hidden, within itself,   
and thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose   
from the earth lives dimly in my body.

I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,   
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:   
I love you as one loves certain obscure things,   
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.

 

**this is an erasure of One Hundred Love Sonnets: XVII forwards and backwards

It’s Always Sunny in The Office

 What are you?

 Hi. Um, I’m a recovering crackhead
and
I’m a… full on rapist. 
This is my retarded sister that I take care of. 
I’d like some welfare, please.

Wait, that looks like a dick

 Replenish your fluids.

I need to drink.
I play the banjo
Loud and clear
I will eat your babies, bitch.

Why would anyone go to jail for that?

I feel like I’ve known you many lifetimes.
If you’re in my room, you’re always being filmed.

And that is not because he is black.
You’re definitely gonna end up doing gay porn.
How’s that ass feel?
Some days I never go outside.

I want people to be afraid of how much they love me.
Everybody hates me.

You’re a stone cold fox.
You were a good whore.

Wanna go get sweaty in the bathroom?
You think a pirate lives in there?
I am out of ideas.

When I’m dead, just throw me in the trash

 Later, boners.
That’s what she said… Or he said.

the Boy that Fall(s) Out of love

I’m addicted to the way I feel when I think of you
I just want to be a part of this
You’re the only place that feels like home

If home is where the heart is then we are all just fucked

We’re the new face of failure
There’s no way to talk to you
A million miles away
I hate the way you say my name

Maybe he won’t find out what I know
The lies just won’t stop slipping
Maybe seasons change but people don’t

So now you’re waiting up for him
Who does he think he is?

I must confess
I’m holding onto every song and letter
I can’t remember the good old days
Isn’t it tragic?

I can’t stop feeling sorry for myself
I’m a scar away from falling apart
I’ll be your best kept secret and your biggest mistake
Wouldn’t you rather be a widow than a divorcee?

I know this hurts, it was meant to
The person you take a bullet for is behind the trigger
And to bury myself
I’m slipping my way out of this world

TAKE TWO: Lines for dipping chicken nuggets

You are the type of person who carries his skateboard
everywhere but leaves it in my trunk
You always mean to ride it        but the thought of
being with me clouds your thinking

 ~

Your childlike frustration builds up with each step
as your laces come untied          for the tenth time

 ~

You laugh      the cat who rolls on her
tummy        “meow” for no reason at all
the dog sitting on her bottom
smiles from ear to ear     like a person

~

Love is like velocity       we feel the speeding up
and the slowing down
my love      I want to go nowhere with you

 ~

Walking out the door
Forgetting my car keys as if they are useless

 ~

The store was crowded
I grabbed you a Kit Kat      the biggest one I could
I ate half     I saved the rest for you     here
look in my purse      take it      taste how sweet

~

I cannot help but sleep in your shirt
you take it off after a long day
I smell like you     each night neglecting
that you wore it all day     dirty

~

Please hold me the forgotten way   I won’t plead
my face and voice happy
my darling        I don’t need saving

Lines for dipping chicken nuggets

You are the type of person who carries his skateboard
everywhere but leaves it in my trunk
You always mean to ride it        but the thought of
driving with me clouds your thinking

 &

How do they compare      the cat who rolls on her
tummy        “meow” for no reason at all
the dog sitting on her bottom
smiles from ear to ear     like a person

&

Your childlike frustration builds up with each step
as your laces come untied          for the tenth time

 &

 Where the pair of poptarts rest      the plate is still warm
a layer of water     like breakfast sweats

&

Love is like velocity       we feel the speeding up
and the slowing down       otherwise not at all
the more steady      the more it feels like going nowhere
my love      I want to go nowhere with you

&

 I cannot help but sleep in your shirt
you take it off after a long day
all night I smell like you     each night neglecting
that you wore it all day     dirty

 &

Walking out the door
Forgetting my car keys as if they are useless

 &

 The store was crowded with crazed, hungry people
I grabbed you a Kit Kat      the biggest one I could
I ate half     I saved the rest for you     here
look in my purse      take it      taste how sweet

 &

Please hold me the forgotten way   I won’t plead
my face and voice happy
my darling        I don’t need saving
not from you or from us

Tears of Life

Finals week! The most stressful part of any colleges life, that unfortunately occurs 3 times per school year.
Luckily, I am a literature major and my finals consist of writing stories, analyzing poetry and American Sign Language. For one of my ASL lectures finals, I had to choose an original ASL Poem, analyze it, write about, and then record myself “performing” it.

I have grown to love this poem and its’ simplicity. For those of you who don’t sign, here is my English interpretation.

Tears of Life
A baby arrives
Happy tears stream down
She laughs and crawls
Discovering the world, she cries
She wants it, but can’t
Disappointed, she wails
“But why?”
She cries
Her heart gets broken
She sulks and wallows
She found true love
A true companion
Glassy eyes smile
She’s pregnant
With joy and awe
She watches her baby grow
And grows old herself
Tears of grief
Death comes knocking
Gone but not forgotten
Memories bring tears