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Lucy Ives

Sunday, January 17, 2010


STILL




How I want to grow up not to
Leave it
The fit

In my life, even the airplane





I didn’t want to start if I had to
  understand each part of the release
If there were names for where we
  put our faces



Does that sound like I like this





Do I sound like this



And if you knew where you were
Going, what
Would you be doing?


Ask me how I feel



Lucy Ives is the author of a chapbook, My Thousand Novel (Cosa Nostra Editions, 2009), and a full-length collection, Anamnesis (Slope Editions, 2010). Five years of collages are here.

posted by RealPoetik
9:59 PM