doghebitedme
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You throw cherries until I tell you to stop. You laugh and then laugh that uncontrollable way, the cherries mashed in your closed hand.
3:12 PM Jun 14th
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Driving back along the blacktop you toss one cherry far ahead to see if it will sail back to you, but it whips past your outturned palm.
3:06 PM Jun 14th
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I call it sketchwork. You say I just go around ruining things I bring into my life. But its this table brought me and my knife into it here.
11:05 PM May 29th
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two days of slick streets, and the wall radio crackling Christian rock; there's a wet ring where my Ghost River was when I pop it open.
11:01 PM May 29th
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I turn the wheel sharp and the car jams on the shoulder's dry brush. You yell. I tell you you need to give people the benefit of the doubt.
9:54 AM May 23rd
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Their help's not needed I tell the man with one brow. He says it doesn't look that way and the girl in pink walks into the smoke.
9:56 PM May 20th
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The small girl's not armless but she's got her arms crossed under her t-shirt. It's after midnight, and they roll down their window.
9:54 PM May 20th
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There's three in the black car, one in the back with one long brow who looks out before opening a door. He pushes out a small girl in pink.
9:50 PM May 20th
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It takes no strength not to look at you. You'll be soft again. i don't have to hold the swing, or look at you. barefoot, I walk over grass.
8:03 PM May 11th
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You stop me from removing the red, rigid flowers from the cushion. Have some decency, you say. We stand and look because they look so alive.
1:04 PM May 6th
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you say, People pick up and leave so fast, and look at the dropped snapshot of the girl then at me -leave what they will later look for.
12:39 PM May 6th
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I rip the wax off your small flattened stomach and hear you scream in short spurts. Not bad, you say looking that prized area over.
8:08 PM Apr 15th
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The back of your neck is pushed against the pressed-wood wall waiting for pain. It's not new, your head like this, bent over. It suits you.
8:05 PM Apr 15th
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three officers come in, and one holds up a piece of paper. old woman takes my money then waves in the officers.
12:26 PM Mar 31st
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i pass fifty-three dollars under the bullet-proof glass. you're looking at the sign that says "No Prostitutes."
12:25 PM Mar 31st
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it's okay. I used to draw cartoons of the Del Rio, the Falcon Inn, Travel Log. These were my first impressions of the US, before we met.
12:23 PM Mar 31st
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You’re like my unwashed hair. Stuck down and digressing to the point of no purpose.
12:31 PM Mar 19th
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As always, you’re here, even at the dump. You don’t plan ahead. “Where will you be by tomorrow?” I say. I can tell you don’t like truth.
12:27 PM Mar 19th
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With your pearl white hands you push me out. In wet socks, I'm standing outside listening to you listening to that song, over and over.
10:16 AM Mar 11th
from mobile web
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you left me on the mountain, when everything was going blue. Now you're in the pick-up smoking. Window's cracked open. I hear the music.
2:01 PM Mar 8th
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- Name doghebitedme
- Location New York
- Bio The virtual life of a character in the current live dance performance Dark Horse/Black Forest by Yanira Castro & Co. See PS122 for info.
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