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I’m coming on to you, but I’d rather be a memory that makes you stronger than a mistake you forget. (2013)

Darlin’,It ain’t so much me bleedin’ on the page,As me thinkin’ up somethin’ better than pickup lines–some excuse to talk to you. See, while you caught my eye initially,It’s my ear you’ve got enthralled. You laughed. You laughed a laugh like summer–    spent with friends ‘n distractions    spent making mistakes you’ll never regret    spent crossin’ …

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I’m Bi, and Now You Have Some Questions I’ll Answer: (2013)

Comin’ out bi ain’t no walk in the park. Question I always, always, always get:“So if you’re with a woman, does that mean you’ll date a man on the side?”Or sometimes it’s phrased like a statement:“At some point you’ll have to choose.” Folks, I’m bi,Not a sex addict.Just ‘cause I think most folks are beautiful,Doesn’t …

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I knew a woman named Sequoia. (2013)

Days,you just want that grass-between-toes,sorta feelin’,ain’t nothin’ gonna get you,you got wooden bones, ‘n bark thick-thick-thick,–wild-fires burn,–but they just makin’ room for you to spread. Days,you just walkin’ among the Sequoias,one-of-a-kindone-of-many. Prompt from mslabyrinth: “Would you write something descriptive, something about a character in a natural setting, the setting mirroring (or contrasting) the character’s thoughts …

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“I just came.” (2013)

I’m talking about the time me and another boy sucked each other off in the park.Your reply is “I just came.” I guess I’m that sexy,That you can overlook the next part of the story,Later, when I’m with some friends.“Where you been?”“I was—““Hangin’ with that fag again?He tried to kiss me once;You know that?That’s not …

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I have no intention of bein’ the kind of man you take home to your parents, and it ain’t because I’m a badass. (2013)

I’ve developed this knack for leavin’ bite marks on bare shoulders.Maybe it’s the imperialism I’ve got runnin’ through my veins,But I want the world to know where I’ve been. ‘Course, I ain’t against them knowin’ your trail either. ‘Course, you know that;    we’ve been sendin’ explicit emails back ‘n forth,    ‘n back again.    givin’ the …

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I don’t have money for a bellhop; I’ll carry my own baggage. (2013)

you’ll have to forgive me a little assumin’but you’re talkin’ like you want to wash some of the dirt from me.     it’s been a long time since showers were hands ‘n lips ‘n skin,    been dust ‘n sweat swirlin’ down that drain,    for a long, long time.        nothin’ tastes quite like a cheap …

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