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I remember being at a red light, tapping my fingers to the beat, and then, suddenly, I'm 35 miles outside of town, wondering where half a pack of cigarettes ran off to. 

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There's always this moment, usually after laughing, where her eyes will blink separately, one before the other, smoothly, as if they were a wave moving across the calm sea of her...

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The bell of the train warning did little to dissuade a regal monarch butterfly from crawling along my side-view mirror. Only when the freight cars actually came to pass did the...

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Aren't we an awful plague standing on two feet?

Couldn't we be more than an arctic wind on the sea?

Though we're saving the birds, we're gutting the trees

We can't save ourselves...

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"My favorite thing about people explaining their dreams to me is when they say, 'It was my house but it wasn't my house, you know?' Or something like that." Mullens said from the...

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Mortified I am by the way your face aligns to the side of the night where even bats aren't blind. I could find your eyes for all of time and waste into nothing if you could look...

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Punctured my lungs on the corner of the birdhouse. In the morning I was breathing suet and seed. The sparrows, they nested in me like I was a broken tree. Lightning scarred and...

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I asked the saints if they could watch us

Over nights that seemed so lost

But there was camphor between the floorboards

And this house just burned alone

If a god had made us to be...

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Listen, it takes a lot of time to get free. To break off from the up-and-at'em mentality of the weekday and just fucking relax. You take a week, two weeks off and those first...

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