Between the Wall and a Soft Space

Between the wall and a soft space has been empty and occupied,
And empty, and occupied.
Between the wall and a soft space used to smell like oranges,
Now it tastes like synthetic grapefruits.
Between the wall and a soft space has not grown bigger,
I only feel it more vastly.
Between the wall and a soft space you will find powdery snow,
And ice to skate on.
Between the wall and a soft space is boundless clutter,
Constantly finding a home.
Between the wall and a soft space is a 100 year old Pinchot,
Waiting to be sat under.
Between the wall and a soft space is an invisible wooden block,
Hoping to carve its next destiny.
Between the wall and a soft space invites with caution,
Not to become the wall
Or the soft space.

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An Antoine and Cara Fiasco

Antoine and I tried making a poem this summer back and forth over facebook; here's what I can recover of it. I'll use this as a starting point, add on to it! and he emerged from the shadows, begging please as she walked away into the hollow petal of a nightfall it's ok only one of us died here tonight and I'll be reborn from the ashes of your leftover deceit stab my heart with your heel, just to be stuck on you The ground breaks my fall as you plummet with vindication This is love?

Go G-Dawg. It's Your Birthday.

Gavin is one of the first friends I made in college. He was my rock freshman year. We met moving in all our stuff into A-complex because I lived on the 4th floor, and his 1st floor apartment had a back door into the building that we demanded very politely asked if we could use because it was pouring rain. His apartment also had AC, which I kind of hated him for, but fully took advantage! We may have had our squabbles, but he has a great heart, and an immense tolerance for people. He accepts all my quirks, and has realized that he can't bring any more hard liquor to my birthdays (I see you, Moonshine and Jack Daniels!). In the time I've known him, I don't think he's ever missed my birthday, and there were a few years there where he really saved it from being a terrible memory. He always makes the effort for people he cares about, and is a great listener. Plus, we like to talk about ghosts, so that's always cool :) So here's to you, Gavin. Happy birthday

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