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On the corner of applecharm and golden butters, where breads mix in with cinnamon and skirts flutter in the absence of crows, culture breeds beneath bare feet on cobblestones. Lonely ...

the taste of cotton wakes you up in some no-hour, windowless room. rubbing flakes of caked eye makeup on cement floors, you crawl into your coat and down the sidewalk ...

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The tenses in this poem are distracting. Firstly, future tense is extremely irritating. I can only stand to hear "will" so often. Some stanzas are future, others present. I think ...

never try to eat your husband's coffee dregs. keep your headache in the bottle, keep your tongue in your mouth. it's not uncommon to consider slitting your wrists on the ...

The magician drinks quietly alone at the back of the bar. I hate how the fourth word of this poem is quietly, which is your typical droll adverb. I feel ...

A nice ending, but the majority of it made me somewhat naseous. It hardly sounded like you at all - it seemed like somebody trying far too hard to assume ...

The entire industry had frozen under twenty feet of spite and ice. I always told you that you were too much for me -- your hands engulfed mine, my tiny ...

Coarse is a word, and it was used in proper context.

So I'm obsessed with myself, basically..

One does not begin to describe loss - the words were never there. It can be told from an army of saltine crackers and music blasting static sorrows into the ...

Out of the well-oiled body churning gold-wrought wavering circles in the grey-greeny The crackle-paint feet are revving, teary-eyed sunset of froth. I think it explains itself. Beautiful imagery, thou

Brown sweat on my fingerprints, I wipe acoustics’s brow again with a rag from the stranger's Levi jeans. It's stained with holy water and blotches the souls we've bled profuse ...

For a haiku, I like it. My favorite aspect of it is how you incorporated "she", after the comma, on the same line. I realize this was for the reason ...

Life isn't a very catchy title. Angered, filed with fear I believe you mean "filled". Don't start every stanza the same. I know you were going for repetitive tactics, but ...