Marble by Andrea Gibson(1) - Marble by Andrea Gibson I once had sex with a very large woman At the very tip of a long quiet pier While a herd of

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Marble by Andrea Gibson I once had sex with a very large woman At the very tip of a long quiet pier While a herd of stranded sailors cheered us on From a navy boat a hundred feet away And that is just one of those things I don’t need to tell my mother But There are other things I do need to tell her, You, Mother. ‘Cause I have been half a decade now Falling slow from the hands of your letting go, Crashing down upon the pages of our separation Where you’ve written me into paragraphs of Short-haired dirty-hippie man-hating queer. And I wonder if you even remember my name. ‘Cause every minute of every day I can still hear you calling it from our window Through the wind of my ten-year-old sky, “Andrea, it’s time to come home…” But I haven’t been home in years. And every memory of you is a halt, A clot where all my blood-rushing veins just stop, And most days I can’t remember how to bleed.
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  • Spring '10
  • P.Phillips
  • Debut albums, 2005 singles, Andrea Gibson, long quiet pier, dirty-hippie man-hating queer, dark dingy basement

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