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Month: August 2011

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August 24, 2011February 1, 2016 Red River GirlLeave a comment

Bypass
iii.

 

The neighbor’s
flower pots
stayed out all night.

Again.

Look at them.

Throwing up
their colors.

Even the shy
and quiet ones
have overdosed

on summer.

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August 23, 2011August 25, 2011 Red River GirlLeave a comment

Bypass
ii.

today
the old men smile,
dog-day sun
reminding them
of everything
that used to be
ahead.

old women hum
and think of nights
they might have danced
instead of
slept—
impossible

to know the air
we breathe
or

are we
breath?





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234/365

August 22, 2011August 22, 2011 Red River GirlLeave a comment

Bypass
i.

is a train
still a train
if a soul
can’t wait?





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August 20, 2011August 20, 2011 Red River Girl1 Comment

Dreams
i.

no reticence
for mortal fall, they tumble
out of trees, infuse the air,
bid softly— come
my sweet.

forget.



translation: run, run, run
straight into

every
broken
heart.





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222/365

August 10, 2011August 10, 2011 Red River GirlLeave a comment

August
iii.

whispering Aspen.
front porch creak.
summer sounds I keep—
and keep.





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221/365

August 9, 2011 Red River GirlLeave a comment

August
ii.

everything there is
to wish.
end-of-summer kiss.





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August 8, 2011August 9, 2011 Red River GirlLeave a comment

August
i.

fields follow the sun.
wind begs to play
tag without running.





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August 1, 2011November 20, 2011 Red River Girl1 Comment

Now
i.

when you were
a doll, I
carried you.

when you were
a leaf I watched you green.
and gold.
and fall.

when you were
my lips, I
kissed you.

now you are
quiet
after storm.





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