July 12, 2019

• true or false

  

   

  1. i send him letters written on apricot rice paper flecked with gold, that he cannot read
  2. they are not written in chinese
  3.calligraphy is art, not language
  4. love is the language of art
  5. he grinds his teeth in his sleep but only when he isn't three sheets to the wind
  6. which is never
  7. unanswered questions open a black rift in heaven
  8.questions scrape on the mind like a blackboard when it dilates into darkness
  9.you can hear a night-blooming cereus unfold a blossom
  10. your knees crack when you squat down to talk to a small child
  11. the living expire like smoke in the mountains
  12.he has dreamed of rubbing her nipples with his palms
  13.he has savored the thought of unbuttoning her blouse
  14.we zigzag when we encounter a point of resistance
  15.understand does not mean condone
  16.neither does forgive
  17.goldenrod and loosestrife break my heart
  18. we are now nowhere near anywhere
  19. the mind aches to see such distance
  20. the moon has no permanent dark side
  21.the dead strike the tuning forks of the minds of the living
  22.like light surging into a honeycomb gold, you came and went all at once
  23. grief is incandescent
  24.my heart is a clock that records loss and loss
  25. a hurricane is heading this way

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