sole gc this saturday night

May 28, 2014 Posted by gretchen

What family means to us. (more…)

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i can get you cut up quick

May 27, 2014 Posted by gretchen

by tony touch… (more…)

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write him off

May 27, 2014 Posted by gretchen

the way i wrote. him. off.

i fell in love with you to binaural
beats and dreams and truth. these pieces. no one
stops or bothers or attempts to see, real.
but you appeared after i wished. moon. sun.
imagine deception’s reality
i waited. believed. i wove soul ribbons.
i swore. you understood there is no me;
bewitch us with lies of fresh beginning.
you are the alter of my heart, accept/except
it doesn’t matter. i died far before
you decided to attempt consciousness.
your(‘re) sad, blatant conceit i must deplore.
how much longer do i have to play this?
our encounter was one blink. watch. dismiss.

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#mynypd part 2 of 2

May 24, 2014 Posted by gretchen

#mynypd (based on a true story)
part 2 of 2 (part 1)

There are scrubs at her feet. She pulls the dry fabric over her naked lower half and makes her way across a corridor into the bathroom.

She closes the door, looks in the mirror, and for the first time – she realizes what they did to her. There’s blood coming from her right ear. She reaches for a paper towel, holding back tears, she’s in auto pilot.

Cold water, apply pressure. Don’t cry. (more…)

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intermission

May 22, 2014 Posted by gretchen

INTERMISSION

he disrupts me. in this way. prior to
notice. to see. disruption is enchant.
like a hazel-eyed rescue stirring you
ashore. walking on ground after sailboat
wonders. our ocean wanders, starlight. jumps.
when bodies form, in perfection. one. pose.
we are unaccompanied. lone heart pumps.
he closes. i open. he opens close.
an off the grid love that no one can find,
8th avenue hip squeeze. show how you’re mine.
suitors try to sway me, like i’m inclined.
betrayal blows to dust. i am his design.
affinity true, we roll like the tides.
sealing forever. what silence provides.

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