Idiolexicon: 4/5/2007


Malia Jackson

from Thomas

Still all you talk about
are rocketships. The kind that
arrive before anyone knows they’ve
left. We will embellish the
titanium with prison tattoos and

rhinestones, and I’ll husk one
sunflower seed for every day
you’re gone. You’ll ask for
chewing gum upon your return;
I know it. How lovingly

we checked that ship for
leaks.


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