By Amy Simone Piller
I believe in old ladiesI believe in church hats,I believe in young peoplefalling in love,and in embarrassment.
I believe in front steps,in morning, rereadingand in repeating.I believe in missing,I believe in being confusedI believe in the smile afterthe subway takes you.
I believe in the skyline,in trees, hard days, slow ways,and in being soothed.
I believe in love [...]
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By Amy Simone Piller
I am sitting in your loft bedwhen I hear you say,“Let me give you,all you desire.â€
I sit on the verge of nervous laughter dizzy with unknowing what to say to every fantasy granted, and then I realize,you are talking to the cat.
Without a doubtthis much you can do,and I am harder, it is true.
Outside a [...]
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By Amy Simone Piller
Does it mean not noticing the sounds outsideof upcoming spring, shrieks of laughterwhen there are so many things to do?
Does it mean hearing the murmurs unmentionedthe sounds in a vacuum near unknownand noticing what might otherwise hangin the air and never touch your tiny ears?
Does it mean imagining what might sound niceinspire you to know [...]
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By Amy Simone Piller
This is itonce we maywatch what focuses usgo away, no longer that which makes obscurewhat it is we think we seejust a line: moon, sun and me.
It will be unlike this tomorrow toowhen the world becomes again anew.But I would like to waltz with you,anyway.
Before the morning breaks,let me show you every fantasyI have [...]
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By Amy Simone Piller
On the other side of where you arethere is someplace you want to be(watch your feet not go straight,or look up, end up, where you meant).
Some things cannot be compared(there is too much there whereprotons make nebulae eventually)We cannot choose what to discern,sentimental bleeds brutal(we are dots in the worldamidst earthly pixilation)choosing to not want [...]
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By Amy Simone Piller
We hold these truthsto be self evident,but we’re tired?
I know,no,that is not how it goesbut it is hard to knoweveryday, to stay on task,stay and stay,when it is earlyand all I want is to look away from little face #22who has needs just like you and youwho blinks and says“But listen, please, just to meand [...]
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By Amy Simone Piller
I will wish you into perfect shapeI’ve wanted for my selfish self aloneand banish all ideas incapableof making you feel blissfully at home.
I know I am full of mere pipe dreams that might never near connect,but if not orchestrated for this themewhat is worthwhile to protect?
You say there is no wrong directionjust a million places [...]
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By Amy Simone Piller
You’re busymaking me likealliterations again andother little thingslike smiles.
The world is sudden and meant for seeing soonand close and now.
Maybe we will see it as two kids rolling downhillgreen and blue, green then blue,green, blue, me, and you.
The things we seewill need to be felt like red blushingneeds tight cheek musclestingling, touching fingersand [...]
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By Amy Simone Piller
“Individuals have the ability to transform dominant discourses for libratory purposes.†– Lisa Delpit
We ask studentsto become literatein the discourse of their oppressionand scream when they will notconform.
Rational, we remind ourselveswe are rational,so we must screamof frustration, not fury
at the need for a languageunknown, no dictionariesto describe how we might communicateamidst this messed [...]
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By Amy Simone Piller
Your accents are different.
That is allthough in attentivenessyou periodically panicthat you straddle continents.
But panicking is not periodic,so let me reassure.
Remember the Bering Land Bridgeexists only under water—a connection greaterthan ocean ships shaking.
Were you impossibly in sync(two conch shells around one head)you would no longer be two,instead overlappedcrest to trough,no excitement to graph.
A wave alonemisses [...]
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