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Stir Crazy
I’ve become too acquainted with I miss you. I’ve become far too familiar with goodbye. I’ve replaced see you tomorrow with it was nice catching up. I’ve been trying not to lose sight of why.
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Sleep Talk
She’s talking in her sleep again. Around 4 am every night I get up to close the blinds while she talks to the wall about the microwave. I watch patterns behind my eyelids dance a ballet composed in stress, and I listen to conversations between characters that question my own fabric of existence, and […]
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Thalia and Melpomene
Dear Professor, They’ve asked me to write and read a poem about a tragedy, and I seek advice. How do I come up with something that won’t make everyone cry? Dear Professor, Scratch that, I changed my mind. How do I write a poem that innocently hides my intention to make them all cry? […]
NJT
poetry + short fiction
NJT 