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I see you, alone in the living room,
Sipping from styrofoam, home after church.

Or out on the street, lost in your headphones,
Staring down another day.

Your brother’s not okay, no one can find him.
Your mother called, she’s not sure what to do.

Face down in bed, home after a test,
City not shining like it did.

Or out among the geese, throwing out croutons,
Standing on fresh aerated grass.

So, no one’s called today, which might be good news.
And every moment kills and eats the last.

Sweet white lie,
A shaded place, a dead one’s touch.
Where were you when the world was new,
You careful little thing, you sundowner?

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from Everyday, released May 1, 2017

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Strong Force Park District Mood Reorienting Community NGO Unruly Personal/Conceptual Solo Project Chicago, Illinois

Bleary, buying brats in the superstore foyer, filled with wildfire panic and slab-eternal calm, our contestants stand tall in the august April blue (though down, sometimes, it's true, in their rooms). Hard questions raised in the kitchen, maybe after breakfast they'll mentor local pros. Handsome-hearted mudslingers, live to sing another day on some confusion about the W-2s! ... more

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