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Shannon Peil — Mon, 19 Oct 2009 16:30:29 +0000

i am falling in love with poets i don’t know because the internet was created
to train your eyes to the screen instead of a stranger’s face
and your fingers to the keyboard instead of in his hair.
i sat outside briefly with a cigarette that looked like a poorly rolled joint
and a man with corduroy pants sang a song as he unlocked his bicycle
but then he rode away.
i am lonely, i do admit, but mostly for words meant for me and conversation
and you know, maybe an awkward shrug or a half-smile;
i am a sucker for those.
and there’s been a few things, yes, like spinning around
on a flat roof-top with some rum like some goddamned indie flick
and a different blonde boy who lights matches one-handed…
but there are also things like falling off of couches when your best friends leave
and you still think there’s a party to be had, somewhere right now, you swear it.

© Emalie Soderback, 2009

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Lucky Strikes

Shannon Peil — Tue, 13 Oct 2009 17:15:15 +0000

There are things you think you will forget
until they sneak up on you
like thieves to steal your best-hidden pearls of sanity
or your well-guarded mint-condition porcelain doll stability.
There are pieces of the heart that aren’t completely burnt,
but my god, we must tear them down and demolish the place;
leave you gasping for a while,
until the whole right side of the street is filled with new condos
in colors like mustard and brick red.
There used to be that nice place that still sold Lucky Strikes.

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© Emalie Soderback, 2009

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Lucky Strikes

© Emalie Soderback, 2009

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