Jennifer Karmin

three love poems

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(please don’t tell anyone
but i could be barefoot
and pregnant
and happy
if i had good books)

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you are like the word i used to know 
 

mystery

                of scribble

                                                            my tomorrow                             has two
                                                                                                                 mm’s 
 

f  l  o  a  t  i  n  g 

                                                             o

                              w                                                        r                                           s 

                                                                                                               d

                                                                                                           
 

                                                                                                    want to come back 
 

cupboard is                              cup board 
 

                                                                           feeling of sun
                                                                           on your back

                                                                                                                                                           no
                                                                                                                                                           word 
 

be careful                            hashi is                                                                                         chopsticks and bridge 
 

first words 
 

on waking  
 

are 


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the letter y has become a ghost 
 

tell me
a story
backwards 

words
with holes
push out
pull in 

scars are
memory 

poems
want to
stop

you are
still here 

something
in motion 

whispering
metaphors 

rewrite again 
 

 
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