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Archive for August 2007
turned off
August 26, 2007 by Melanie Alberts.
turned off
even my eyelids
are aching—
early morning, lights glow
from every house but ours
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a voice
August 25, 2007 by Melanie Alberts.
a voice
within me— pauses
more than speaks
silences, mosquito bites
grow exquisite when ignored
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what i heard
August 20, 2007 by Melanie Alberts.
what I heard
wasn’t my name–
but it was close
enough for me to turn around,
briefly stop breathing
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the sharp rise
August 6, 2007 by Melanie Alberts.
the sharp rise
of rosemary
at sunset–
we shared bread once
instead of kisses
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