2River

Of People I Want To Need Me

division 1

I Do Not Expect To Be One Much Longer

It's Not Longer Than a Life.

Wear.

please, continue.

The Visitor's Eye.

Were You Listening.

Yes.

Regretting The Night.

Surviving.

Dating.

How is that for a word?
That's what you do when you're thirteen.
When the boy with braces and rubber bands
pushing out between his lips
calls you on the phone
and you wonder what he'd sound like
if his mouth was emptied
of everything but his teeth.
Now the ones that call
have mouths full of butts and alcohol.
You meet them at the appointed stools
Count how many drinks they have
Waiting to see how long it takes
before they slur their words.

Worst yet.
Getting talked into a group dinner
paired off with a man
that my friends think will replace
my missing left shoe.

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division 2

You Can Peer Into The Cracks

Breakfast.

Things Happen.

Blind.

Dating.

A Borrowed Bed.

A Love Poem.

I Remember.

Through My Mother's Eyes.