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If you’re handing out flashlights in the dark, start handing out stars.

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Andrea Gibson
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: August 13
Poet
Calais
Maine
Andrew Gibson
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Stars
Dark
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Flashlights

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Touch me ‘til my ribs become piano keys, ‘til there is sheet music scrolled across the inside of my lungs.
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My heart is still a leather jacket I am waiting to give to someone sweet.
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I intend to leave this life so shattered there's gonna have to be a thousand separate heavens for all of my flying parts
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How many wars will it take us to learn that only the dead return?
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I don't have a single plan for my life more important than learning to love people well.
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But when I thought I hit bottom, it started hitting back.
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Safety isn't always safe. You can find one on every gun.
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Let me also say I wanna make you sandwhiches, And soup, And peanut butter cookies, Though, the truth is peanutbutter is actually really bad for you 'cause they grow peanuts in old cotton fields to clean the toxins out of the soil, But hey, you like peanutbutter and I like you!
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I’ve written this poem before but always through a window, never through an open door.
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My mouth is a fire escape. The words coming out don’t care that they are naked. There is something burning in there.
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Touch me 'til my ribs become piano keys.
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We all have bullets beneath our skin we pray our lovers won't flinch at when they find.
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You panic button collector. You clock of beautiful ticks. You run out the door if you need to. You flock to the front row of your own class. You feather everything until you know you can always, always shake like a leaf on my family tree and know you belong here. You belong here and everything you feel is okay. Everything you feel is okay.
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I wanna know what you see when you look in the mirror on a day you’re feeling good. I wanna know what you see when you look in the mirror on a day you’re feeling bad. I wanna know the first person who taught you your beauty could ever be reflected on a lousy piece of glass.
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I said to the sun, ‘Tell me about the big bang.’ The sun said, ‘it hurts to become.
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and I wonder if Beethoven held his breath the first time his fingers touched the keys the same way a soldier holds his breath the first time his finger clicks the trigger. We all have different reasons for forgetting to breathe.
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Forests may be gorgeous but there is nothing more alive than a tree that learns how to grow in a cemetery.
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But when I thought I hit bottom, it started hitting back. There is no bruise like the bruise loneliness kicks into your spine.
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We are all instruments pulling the bows across our own lungs. Windmills, still startling in every storm. Have you ever seen a newborn blinking at the light? I wanna do that every day. I wanna know what the kite called itself when it got away, when it escaped into the night.
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Say this is what the pain made of you: an open, open, open road, an avalanche of feel it all.
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