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Boomerangs, of course,

as long as they’re thrown correctly.

Mail with not enough postage.

A genuine smile when walking

down the street. A voice in a canyon.

Summer. Shoulder pads. Scrunchies.

The Jedi. Love, but not always. A bad dream

right after the eyes are closed again.

A yo yo. A dog, most of the time.

Memories. A ball thrown at a wall.

Life, though often transformed.

And the same old mistakes,

yeah, those come back, too.

And this feeling that something,

something important, is missing.

 

 

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after Wendy Videlock

Like an empty bowl,
like a submarine,
like a mirror, like a tooth,
like a tambourine,
like a pen or a puddle,
or a maker of hay,
like a rusty machine,
like a fiancé,
or as if you speak
in eddies of river,
or as if you’re an arrow
just pulled from the quiver;
like shoes without laces
thrown into the corner,
like rain, like a scalpel,
like a barbed wire border,
like a guillotine,
like witch hazel blooms,
like a horse, like blue,
like an unsung tune,
like a poem that doesn’t
know how it will end,
like a leap or a stone,
like an open hand.

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