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She told me to say that
Mira, she says
He says she says
There is nothing growing here, in the space between she and me
She Spoke in Nothing But Lies
Gays are great, so she says
She says kill. I say how many.
someday, when she will think back upon the time when she was as yet undishonored
What, she cannot say
And yet she lingers
A language full of words she understands, but does not know the sound of, yet.
What she didn't say
She Walks in Beauty
English As She Is Spoke: Familiar Letters
She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
She was very beautiful. Y'know?
She was buttery. She was asking for it. She was delicious. Let's all give in.
She didn't believe in transcendence
She is like an onion
She lies upstairs, a gray whisper
His face when she fell
Milk left on the counter overnight turned sour. She had turned as well.
She is what happens when silence makes love with night.
why she makes her wishes at 7:07
If a woman lactates honey, she probably has cooter bees
When she died
She sells sea shells
She has the biggest cock of any girl I know
I don't like her because she won't like me
She makes my teeth naked
Isn't She Lovely
Dust mop so magic she can not believe how fun it is to clean up after people
We are the servants of our muse, and we toil where she commands
France, she said
She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
She handed me my first sharpened pencil.
she may hold life
She lights everything up. He glows in the dark.
You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
she had mood ring eyes
My kisses say nothing except "I love you"
She is why God is God.
Is she really going out with him?
For a lawyer she was surprisingly like a child. Sometimes.
She Fucks Me
He stretched out his arms but she was not there
Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
She brought them home to meet the dog
she filled my belly with snowglobe water
she falls
when she saw the funny side, we introduced my child bride to whisky and gin
That's what she said
definite demise, she soars further, taller, stronger, larger
She was so tall, and I was so in love
English As She Is Spoke: Familiar Anecdotes
Who am I to critique that which she is?
They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
piano outside in the snow. and she was spinning
She really does want to clap along, but at the same time she doesn't want to let the bird get out.
When she was bad
She is the tear that hangs inside my soul forever
She drowns quietly and without complaint
She tells stories as if she knows what the ending will be.
And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
Doors and windows open, she screams "COME ON, MOTHERFUCKER" at the hurricane
Susan Goldman, who has cervical cancer, is partly thankful as she braces herself but changes her mind as she's sprayed with burning jet fuel.
She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
To say nothing of the dog
She approached me with some vague line
I knew she wasn't faking
She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
A tentative laugh, she expected to be interrupted
What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
She Who Holds the Sky
To Him She Is A Beauty
The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
I note that she is pretty, but we are off into the city, my werewolf friend and I
On she went. The woods were deep and still.
She wanted the pies to stop.
She was so quiet that nobody heard her
she is his sounding board
She walked into the room
Nothing says hardcore like Kansas in January: an Everything, Kansas proof of concept
She Moved Through The Fair
what she kisses twice
How she saw the moon
She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
She only wants me for sex
The things she wonders about
She was the seed of a strange tomorrow
She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
She Thinks in Harmony
she wants to kill and break hearts
She Came and Went Like Wind (A Selkie Story)
Isabelle is a fierce hunter; she won't stand for the wrong prey
She came through the glass door, untouched by the storm that raged outside.
Things that a fetus would say if it could speak
She Hangs Brightly
She has trouble acting normal
Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
She is stupidly keeping herself a secret, when I know she has sparkly things to show me
She is the ocean.
Three years she grew in sun and shower
She took my bell
She walked by his desk and left a nickel
She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
Dream of ducks, she said
if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
She doesn't need me anymore
The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
So happy she drools
The vacuum she left
She Sleeps
She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
She stood on my feet; and we danced
Things She Carried
She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
She is that most perfect art
She took a California tilt and never came back.
She makes the sign of the teaspoon, he makes the sign of the wave
she was just the dry smell of gasoline
lest she lose all else
I bet she drinks from the bottle
By the way, she has a penis; just so you know.
She was locked in time
She kissed me gently, just once, then walked away crying
She is not beautiful
This is why she stays
steady as she goes
If she didn't love you she would kill you
She is silver, mechanical. She sees in infrared.
She favors black bras
She is music (user)
She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf
while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
She practices her speech
all she ever wanted
Fast-talking career gal who thought she was one of the boys
Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
She said she loved me
She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways
She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
She only wants me for tech support
The portion of her face she allows me to see
My grandma died yesterday. Did she die?
the way she wears her weary
She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
She draws with pencils, you draw with words
Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
she looked at me then whispered, we are all made of stardust
She Who Is
She writes notes to me, to keep me in check
She Loves You
She is Overheard Singing
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
I would have liked thunder when she left
she didn't believe in kissing outside of art
she spins
She wanted to go to Paris
Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
she couldn't go and be beautiful
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English As She Is Spoke
She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
She Smells of Lilacs
She Wanted to Leave
She hates my futon
How's she cutting?
Empty at last she had room to unfurl
She teaches a night class. Psychology 100, to be precise.
She probably thought your first language was English; your real first language was Joyce
She is music_root (category)
A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
It's too bad she won't live. But then again, who does?
Something she sees in men, sometimes
She Looks Good, but She Has an Ugly Heart
English As She Is Spoke: Idiotisms and Proverbs
She dumped me when she found out I'd been faking my Scottish accent
She still has my Borges book
When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
She doesn't look like Mother anymore
She is in the heartbeat you hear around you, listen
The walls she had built around herself cracked and crumbled
She always was devious in her beauty
alive she cried (user)
She Will Have Her Way
She had the most wonderful grin in the world
little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
She sat back in the bleachers

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