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	<description>dreams of the sea, caught way inland . . .</description>
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		<title>Threshold</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It must always come to this; foresight alone cannot spur my flight. You did not err. I did: my ear twisting fact into farce, deaf, defying, denying. The threshold surpassed, I, a mere mirage, collapse. &#160;]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sevengem.net/poetry/2011/threshold/</link>
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		<title>Wings</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Why must I start at the beginning? Because, try as you might, you can&#8217;t not. The point you deem the end is a beginning. Always something sparking, something else burning out. You shouldn&#8217;t be here. False intoxicated cool; foolish bravado moved your feet in their too-small boots, your hot pink safety net torn to shreds. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sevengem.net/poetry/2011/wings/</link>
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		<title>Vacuum</title>
		<description><![CDATA[good little product, you shrinkwrap yourself though you learned young that a bag on your head suffocates. but over your mouth (to catch the sounds, to catch the vomit) it calms. hush, little baby. select your prey and sell yourself. leave out the fine print. lie to lie.]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sevengem.net/poetry/2010/vacuum/</link>
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		<title>Deflating</title>
		<description><![CDATA[through scratched glass I watch the glitzy towers of your city melt like the thin sheen of ice immobilizing my eyes. your bed a crude, punctured lung swelling and collapsing with ours coughlike your breath jerks through your throat to clatter from your slack jaw your slovenly claws graze tender thigh flesh in a mockery [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sevengem.net/poetry/2010/deflating/</link>
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		<title>Fluid</title>
		<description><![CDATA[your voice a stranded swimmer thrusting glimpses of himself between heaving waves, torrents of breath. my ears cliffs on which the &#160; syll a bles crash &#160; thun der ous ly. &#160; &#160; o g o d your right arm gravity, the undertow, around me like a life belt you constrict. I wring salt water [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sevengem.net/poetry/2010/fluid/</link>
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		<title>Concurrent: a Short Script</title>
		<description><![CDATA[CHARACTERS: BECCA, DAN and EWAN, all early- to mid-20s. * [SCENE] [BECCA is at a house party with DAN. They sit cross-legged on the floor; the party swirls around them. A young man (JORDAN) sinks to the floor next to DAN.] JORDAN: You have the—? [touches nose] DAN: Mm-hmm! [searches in knapsack beside him] JORDAN: [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sevengem.net/shorts/2010/concurrent-a-short-script/</link>
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		<title>Departure</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Read by me at the funeral of my grandfather, Samuel Bird (1915 &#8211; 2010) your eyes forever closed, opening ours to our now- eternal blindness to you. you can&#8217;t wake up. we can&#8217;t wake up. (my debt to you demands this. my nature at these times is to be small and silent. my dreams humble, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sevengem.net/poetry/2010/departure/</link>
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		<title>Glut</title>
		<description><![CDATA[My eyes roll back into my head, but in the dark, I&#8217;m blind. I need to see the reasons for everything I do, for my comfort in discomfort, my pleasure in pain. The jury dissents, but I am judge, and I am ruthless. I consume without replenishing, digest without having first split your throat. Deny [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sevengem.net/poetry/2010/glut/</link>
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		<title>Gallows</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Love is, invariably, fatal. You say logic, weightless; I say lead shoes. My souls will slough your slick, slithering gloss. My wing span breathtaking in unslouching repose, in my mind&#8217;s eye; crisp, colourless, virginal; no matrimonial shift, consummatorially stained, cuffed, anchored by the chastity gallows unbalancing the hands. Love? If your word is truth, abandon [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sevengem.net/poetry/2010/gallows/</link>
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		<title>Extended Farewell</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;I don&#8217;t think&#8221; he says &#8220;I&#8217;ve ever had better kisses with anyone.&#8221; &#8220;I wonder&#8221; I wonder &#8220;how many times we have kissed since yesterday.&#8221; His laugh can be startlingly resonant from his small frame. &#8220;Like, seven&#8221; he estimates &#8220;thousand.&#8221;]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sevengem.net/poetry/2010/extended-farewell/</link>
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