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They danced in the Anne-Frank museum.

» Posted By Leana On 02.16.2018 @ 5:50 am


The start as friends but then they leave you. You can’t trust them, though you want to. They want you to trust them, so they can mess up your mind. They trick you. No matter what they will never be there for you. They

» Posted By Leana On 04.30.2013 @ 10:12 am


balland lands on deadpan heat
not enough flavor to cook the meat
sing it sweet and swallow sly
sating songs belong on high

» Posted By Leana On 01.10.2012 @ 4:28 pm



tend to be nice people.
Have you every met an awful Lily?
My grandmother’s name was Lillian
she had white hair, she had
a beautiful smile

» Posted By Leana On 01.09.2012 @ 10:34 am


horned stems buck wind and resist fingerprints
encourage scent not selection
flowers nod as you pass
for now equals
in that you are both alive

» Posted By Leana On 01.04.2012 @ 2:36 pm


truncated at the knee
this movement is the speed of a slow dance
ungainly gait of fancy feet
you’re never gonna get there on time
but damn
you’ve got some style

» Posted By Leana On 01.03.2012 @ 2:01 pm


Drunk on bubbly but not dumbly, the fancy shit. The popped bottle to celebrate xyz. The victory you know beforehand so you went to the liquor store and bought some classy revelry. I didn’t know your smile was that color.

» Posted By Leana On 01.02.2012 @ 11:25 am


I was unprepared for a pretentious estate. I wanted to see you to your house. I didn’t want ruffles or starch or cotton gin or any gin for that matter. We found the best bottles and drank them empty. Crystal, I think. I wasn’t prepared to stay longer, so I stayed, too drunk to care.

» Posted By Leana On 12.31.2011 @ 5:09 pm


Don’t forget. Don’t forget me. Don’t forget to wash your hands. Don’t forget your keys. Don’t forget to eat. Don’t forget to feed the cat. Don’t forget me.

» Posted By Leana On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am

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