007 – alone

sometimes i still try to find you

at the bus stop near the station

on my way to school.


i peer outside the window

even though i know

i will not see you there.


i always pass by that place

too early

or too late.

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004 – sacrilege

you were the first person i kissed in a church –

first in the pews, as we sat looking at the stained window, the cross,

me pulling you close, so that you might stop shaking,

the anxiety ripping through you, bursting through your skin.


then second, finally, behind the piano,

backs pressed against the brick of a wall, quiet, restless,

arms around each other, hands on each other,

doing unholy things in a holy place –

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