god
had
no
master
plan
for
you
you
made
your
life
awesome
you
just
you

grandma
I
miss
you
you
would
be
so
proud
of
my
daughters
I
miss
you

I
knead
your
kisses
like
I
knead
my
body
to
live
I
need
I
need

I
need
your
kisses
like
I
need
my
body
to
live
I
knead
I
knead

you
the
skipping
track
the
vinyl
of
my
mind
don’t
get
out
of
my
head

laboring
together
to
gather
flowers
we
united
in
the
sun

it’s
the
future
I
lay
a
long
kiss
across
your
spine
it’s
the
future

is
it
already
today
again
didn’t
we
do
this
yesterday

I
feel
like
a
california
poppy
closed
up
on
a
cloudy
day

he
opened
his
palms
breathed
demons
at
me
I
laughed
at
his
childish
games

between
the
GO
TIGERS
and
the
YOU
GOT
THIS!
we
shared
sorrow
and
woes

if
things
are
going
wrong
for
you
you
know
it
hurts
me
too
hurts
me
too

- karen dalton

fires
set
from
the
inside
working
their
way
out
you
can’t
run
fast
enough

reckless
magnets
fire
water
souls
entangled
like
blackberry
brambles

romancing
the
tear
down
the
falling
in
pinecones
in
the
direct
sun

pandas
named
pillow
dogs
named
package
a
norovirus
named
totorro

you
said
to
be
cool
but
I’m
already
coolest
I
said
to
get
real

- lana del rey

a
small
and
silent
very
dark
space
that’s
deep
and
hard
to
climb
out
of

I
fell
in
love
with
everyone
baby
it
could’ve
just
been
the
sun

floating
tiny
stardust
falling
from
me
like
a
miyazaki
film

I
hope
I
never
see
the
women
you
left
behind
rest
in
peace
friend

I
need
you
like
I
need
a
houseboat
a
hammock
and
a
couple
palm
trees

giving
up
today
only
means
taking
a
break
until
tomorrow

I
like
the
tulip
most
when
it’s
red
closed
swaying
in
a
cold
spring
breeze

a
human
whale
fall
my
boyfriend
husband
called
out
to
me
from
the
shore

the
cat
on
my
lap
reminds
me
I
don’t
always
have
to
hold
my
phone

I
have
a
new
plant
and
she
needs
a
lot
of
water
we’ll
be
fast
friends

lovely
quicksand
take
me
with
you
into
the
tight
cold
sink
of
your
arms

oh
mary
of
silence
you
pick
my
heart
with
a
smile
oh
sweet
mary

- mazzy star

I’ve
neglected
my
poems
and
therefore
myself
I
hate
to
say
it

no
monday
morning
emails
not
a
manic
monday
just
a
monday

anchor
anchoress
enchant
enchantress
hunt
huntress
tempt
temptress

death
came
and
sniffed
out
the
joint
ripe
but
not
yet
spoiled
he’d
call
again

our
clothes
were
soaked
through
we’d
seen
a
hawk
and
two
eagles
seaside
seaside

I
cut
my
teeth
on
you
and
playing
dead
lay
for
someone
to
find
me

he
nodded
beautiful
day
but
it
was
overcast
and
the
rain
dripped

I’m
going
to
get
coffee
if
I’m
not
back
in
10
tell
my
story

-julia wohlstetter

following
the
signs
to
ocean
beaches
I
didn’t
stop
till
I
got
there

she
was
given
two
jars
the
first
she
let
free
the
other
she
kept
close

how
that
pine
stands
there
every
night
night
after
night
in
the
chill
and
the
rain

can
I
tell
you
about
the
full
blue
moon
I
didn’t
expect
to
see

all
the
bugs
and
flowers
pushing
up
from
the
grass
to
reach
the
sun
so
fun

the
cat
smells
all
the
flowers
the
children
and
I
bring
into
the
house

we
were
just
animals
under
the
covers
keeping
each
other
warm

it’s
me
resisting
the
moon’s
pull
amongst
flowers’
names
I’ll
never
know

I
watched
the
turntable
spinning
the
music
a
happy
consequence

every
chain
has
got
a
weak
link
I
might
be
weak
child
but
I’ll
give
you
strength

- aretha franklin

I
just
can’t
get
over
the
streetlamp
how
it
shines
its
shine
on
the
rain

you’re
a
tiger
powerful
peace
a
tiger
doing
what
tigers
do

tell
me
lies
with
your
moody
blues
sky
your
white
hot
sun
sweet
little
lies

we
said
funny
things
sweet
things
and
I
hoped
a
lifetime
full
of
said
things

the
candles
were
the
presence
when
there
was
no
other
wine
reminds
me

he
knew
to
play
that
song
for
me
that
song
to
make
me
ache
the
old
ache

clouds
outta
my
way
outta
my
mind
stop
your
hovering
above
me

using
concision
and
distillation
like
tools
drink
our
hearts
are
yours

my
love
he
laughs
at
me
for
tearing
up
at
the
national
anthem

sitting
on
the
screened
porch
smoking
knowing
I
could
do
it
forever

these
days
I
wake
up
to
frost
on
the
grass
a
chill
in
my
heart
clouds
clouds

it’s
why
I
doodle
palm
trees
and
flowers
and
sunshines
and
hearts
and
stars

I
left
the
roses
at
some
grave
else
I
couldn’t
find
yours
in
the
snow

to
go
out
like
a
candle
like
the
sound
of
a
gong
a
set
sun

life
goes
on
buzzed
the
fly
as
I
folded
the
laundry
dusted
the
shelves

she
tried
walking
a
verst
to
work
off
the
weltschmerz
but
the
cloud
hung
near

I
thought
daffodils
crocuses
dandelions
but
no
they
didn’t

feeling
all
the
melancholy
when
I
should
be
falling
in
love

my
eyelids
get
heavy
with
sentiment
george
jones
running
through
my
spine

I
cut
her
hair
left
it
by
the
pine
for
the
birds
to
make
a
pink
nest

it
was
a
bob
dylan
townes
van
zandt
kind
of
blues
a
tune
I
so
knew

I
want
you
birthday
boy
just
before
twilight
when
the
orange
and
pink
clouds

winter’s
hanging
on
by
his
claws
while
spring
she
moves
in
for
the
slow
kill

I
could
die
today
because
today
I
love
you
today
I’m
happy

fresh
princess
first
of
her
name
protector
of
all
that
is
kawaii

the
story’s
‘bout
a
woman
older
than
her
years
eyes
black
like
the
cat

still
so
still
while
everything
else
falls
slowly
slowly
all
around
me

we
dined
on
ideas
each
other
no
the
magic
was
not
lost
on
me

the
color
of
injustice
of
bleak
brooding
the
color
of
struggle

when
death
does
come
I’ll
lay
out
my
best
dress
put
the
kettle
on
for
tea

I
just
wanna
forget
all
my
troubles
and
look
like
padma
lakshmi

the
snow
fell
from
the
trees
the
letting
go
the
sun
came
out
holding
on

he’ll
come
home
from
a
long
hard
day
expecting
whiskey
and
some
lovin’

I
like
watching
joggers
in
the
snow
the
expectation
of
your
voice

all
this
waiting
and
staying
staying
and
waiting
but
oh
the
places
you’ll
go

red
red
wine
go
to
my
head
make
me
forget
that
I
still
need
her
so

- neil diamond

the
walking
blues
do
you
say
sweetcake
I’ve
been
there
friend
I
know
the
tune

past
is
on
line
one
he’s
left
several
messages
should
I
put
him
through

I
must
want
to
see
you
I
keep
dreaming
about
you
in
all
the
ways

I
listened
to
her
words
but
I
watched
his
eyes
they
said
a
lot
more
to
me

I
want
you
like
a
murderous
passion
comes
in
a
sudden
heat

I
want
a
fortress
to
keep
my
heart
in
a
box
to
hold
all
my
tears

a
dybbuk
an
alebrije
and
a
siren
walk
into
a
bar

a
collection
of
birds
at
my
window
eating
fresh
from
the
spring
bush

to
be
in
an
attic
or
far
away
from
myself
to
close
my
eyes

I’ve
been
pretending
all
winter
that
it’s
not
winter
still
pretending

I
held
the
book
for
a
long
while
ran
my
fingers
over
its
raised
text

she
kept
saying
this
is
not
the
end
but
we
don’t
actually
know
that

let’s
get
outta
here
and
go
make
out
is
what
I
wanted
to
tell
him

she
said
I
don’t
have
to
worry
about
things
I
wished
I
was
5

he
wouldn’t
stop
talking
he
liked
the
upstairs
because
it
was
quiet

sending
telepathic
pleas
for
kisses
lovers
in
a
dangerous
time

the
kitty
uses
my
little
green
cactus
to
scratch
her
furry
face