The statue of liberty

From the southern tip of the city, all I can see
is the back of her head.

reunions

The one thing I forgot at home on this trip

was my toothbrush and toothpaste.

We joke and laugh while playing corn hole, but are scared of losing 

and being laughed at.

Lightning flashes like bulbs behind the clouds across the bay.

I hear the birds for the first time in a year while running in the woods.

And I remember I haven’t written you a poem in a long time, and 

am grateful to call you a friend.

i made a series of poor decisions

and it felt like my heart 

was gaining weight

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today i heard that in order to love, sometimes 

you need to be 

a stranger. 

My Body

An abuse

A sack of gold-lillied water 

A saltless fantasy

My body a bird between 

Wind currents 

This world a handful of twigs

My body a heart

Foaming like lattes or rabies or

Excitement 

My body standing in the center of the room

Oblivious like art

This last line will not punch you,

And I have not been gentle with myself