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Eric Riner

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In a park where children have stopped playing, / where I have to lie down with you soon. / I'll see what you've tied to your loneliness, / with...

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I discover them throughout my home, / in the cracks of the tile, / where hardwood meets baseboard, / in the shadows of furniture, / where cotton...

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When she was sure that only drowning men could see her / she smiled. And I, the last sailor floundering in her wake, / enfolded in the vigil of...

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It is as if my mind were an ear and with the thought of you / an adagio, heavy as blue and warm as the rain drifts in. / Gently and slowly /...

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Rice without the sticky, / magic beans with no fo fum, / the fortune cookie that reveals: “You like Chinese food.” / / Lying like a...

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