Author Archives: letesting

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in closing

I’m past passiveVoices. I mean, it made sense at the time. I was drifting passively through the experiences created by others. But that was a product of chapter two (and, more generally, of the Two, but I digress). Experiences color … Continue reading

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current events

who the hell could possibly know that life would plant seedlings that’d grow into friendships of grass and snow.

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if you’ll join my writer’s bloc,

we’ll hide our pens ’til muses knock, and save better lines for better times.

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meta.

in the passive voice, we quit regrets and quickly flee to dance among debris. in the passive voice, we know we’re making the right choice to dive into the sea.

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ill-usion [[re-dux]]

[[(re-)read the original]] Sparrows hum disfigured melodies as memories become days. I awake dazed and bemused by the dampened soil caressing my back. Apparently I have fallen. Asleep beside me is the abstraction of a woman, her deep blue eyes … Continue reading

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one change per-chance

man this train smells, but at least i’ve got a seat. on a subway going somewhere, and that where is up to me. the first stop is dunn loring, yes i’m on the orange line, then you walk into the … Continue reading

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the block buster

if you’d just rewind, i’d see clearly its our time, at least in my mind. if you wouldn’t mind, like a mix tape we’d rewind, making up lost time. in a moment’s time, i could resurrect your mind, if you’d … Continue reading

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cocktails and cliffdives

with a flick we arrive, but you’re acting like you don’t care. your back greets us with a smile as your eyes watch the setting sun. i think we’re making too much noise finishing our last rhymes. oh well. nothing … Continue reading

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dictionary

12.09.08 this poem is a metaphor. a meta-formality of postmodern poetry. this poem is written from a third-person point of view, but a first-person state of mind. [that second person interjects sometimes.] this poem is a form of the verb … Continue reading

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