Jennifer Parkhill Instagram – Autumn.
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we’re in the elevator
falling
floors away
from summer
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in the next room,
where September
spins on a loom,
a half-held moon
catches our smile
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sleepy-eyed,
beneath a cool sky
that starved our speech
and fed our laughter,
we did not kiss.
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in autumn,
I break the bat
just stepping
to the plate
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I have always been this way.
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the air smells like beer
and wet dirt
and winter hats
and plaid shirts
and sex on first dates
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Indian summer’s sweat remains.
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on the phone a friend leaves me a message
“I want to be balanced and right-sized,” they say.
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Yeah.
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another says,
“The only expectation you can have of another adult is that they will express their wants and needs.”
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another hugs me and tells me she’s just been engaged.
a burning man proposal.
giddy and scarfing 2am pizza,
we slop up tequila
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we are school children
writing desires
in one another’s diaries
fools for that warm feeling
.
.
before that
therapy,
where my therapist says,
like a Cheshire Cat,
“it’s a good time. You feel sturdy.”
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I look down at my cold feet.
I keep them moving.
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Yeah.
This.
That.
This.
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A salted wound that only swimming can fix.
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I am satiated by my solitude.
I am nourished by friendship.
my thirst is quenched by our art.
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The worries of our world roll,
ache
pull
at me
and / if / but
I talk to god
and listen.
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I want for nothing.
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103 on a September day,
the sentiment remains—
I fall
at my knees
for fall.
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for the first time
in my life
I want to fall in love
slow-ly
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.
bite by bite
piece by piece
marked by canines—
lover’s teeth
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I want to be fucked
reckless
right there
in the g-spot
of my mind
and in a body
the loyal kind.
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let’s get this out of the way—
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I’m walking the pony
back to the barn each night,
I’m leaving the pen door cracked
giddy up if you need to go
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I’m taking the long road back
to my place
where the fire’s burning
and handwritten letters
are on the way
(Cont.)
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📸 @adamcolemandp
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