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Echo Park
The parking lot after 9 pm. The truck pretending to be empty on the front lawn. The barred windows, the small yellow walls, the poodle-mix chained to a hole. The black barking, the florescent buzz, the winged beetles, flinging themselves at the endless electric light.
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Tristessa
we gave each other horse names and galloped around the edges of the soccer field during recess I held strands of your long soft pelt behind you as if they were reins we clucked to each other when we wanted to move, the clicking of the tongue riders use along with their heels, a sound like stuttering cicadas, when the boys hit you and made you fall down I hit them back you were twelve and you used pills, not very many, the first time you tried to unravel
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Dampen
that winter after my father left the rain wouldn't stop, soggy telephone poles dropped their thin-fingered electrical cables into our driveway, but he had already taken the good car, the Mazda, left us the pick-up while the houses started to come undone, tilting like insomniacs' tents, overnight our neighbors' bungalow collapsed and slid like a canoe into the apple orchard where deer picked through the mud, their hooves sticking, three species of algae speckling the hair around their mouths as their low heads tongued the wormy flattened fruit; they had already learned to eat the damage themselves.
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White moths rise like steam: dawn bright as a headache and I'm still breathing in a birdcage of gristle, tendon -lawn clippings up my nose, whole except for an absent molar, my brother dancing his red yo-yo above my face, singing his song about the bees, the one that repeats, the one he always gets wrong.
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