tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14238788061922789392011-12-23T06:30:56.310-08:00Jordan Davis' From Orange to PinkJess Mynesnoreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1423878806192278939.post-17041434847679140832009-04-15T06:55:00.001-07:002011-09-22T06:59:08.917-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_23kD3Q85ML0/SeXjF417zSI/AAAAAAAAAco/PGihFoq0faU/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 341px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_23kD3Q85ML0/SeXjF417zSI/AAAAAAAAAco/PGihFoq0faU/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324911824732933410" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>5 1/2" x 6 1/2"<br />19 pgs</em></div><br /><p></p><br />What goes away on its own<br />Can come back on its own<br />Hollowed out and quiet tense<br />I conjugate privacy and sadness<br />The myth of language<br />And a second away from<br />Being an angel and a microphone<br />Represent what but nothing<br />I can do to throw the tow rope<br />The tall winter light solid crying<br />Solid singing in the modular<br />Bric a brac<br /><br />And now and again it does seem<br />Important to be saying, to have said,<br />Participating as no, temperate and right<br />You can’t just get any kind of sand<br />Nowheres portfolio the saint van<br />As piece I deal for university<br />Exuberance ask turn it all map<br />Come to a heartbreak the rafters<br />Could hail, rings on the dresser clock<br />And together count 50<br />But it was for such a big one<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1423878806192278939-1704143484767914083?l=fewfurpressorangetopink.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jess Mynesnoreply@blogger.com0