Poems from Derekmavila

This town is thin seams. This town that harbored me in youth, That I cannot live within, but would never soar without. Is Ciardelli neon....
Dust off your feather caps, friends go where youve never been. There are no safety zones this far away from home. Not to say I dont...
First matter face up on the table are my hands, Precariously placed as illuminated clarity So as to avoid any confusion Through the...
While people get dismissed Pissed off, with bad problems Solved by a payoff played up With bad bargains We cremate in carbon copies...
If You Have Ever Been Imposed On or Questioned: You have rights to all the space your body exists in. Especially on trains and subway...

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