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Poem: Memorial Day Train (of) Thoughts 

stop thinking about it
my smile forces the sky agape
     my fingers m o u s e around yours
I want to caper with ghosts ; they seem to be
  circling you
                                (do you want to walk?)
                                 I want to chase you
Monday is wearing its Sunday best
the babysitters are sprawled across rooftops sipping beer
and the parents are here with us
   all plastic forks and gold watches—bellies and egos full
       i watch the man with rusted eyes and calloused fingers
       smoke a cigarette—only the filter
love makes you desperate
                                       see: resourceful
he seems to be having more fun than we are
every day is memorial day for him, at least
                                (is that what you'll tell your kids?)
   I just want to eat snow cones and hold your hand
                                   there's no poetry there, sorry.
There are no pools in the hotels guarding central park, either
   maybe the plaza / to be wealthy, well...
                                       I don't want to love more
                             equal or lesser value
    (I thought we were in come-down love)
i don't want to tell you that love is the come-down
         stop thinking about it

Speaking of Love, Memorial Day

  • Well Spent: The Love Edition
  • Well Spent: The Love Edition

    How best to express your love? Locally, of course—with these sweet to saucy gifts from around the Hudson Valley. Artisanal, alcoholic, silken, studded or waxen (really), chocolate or blooming, you’ll find it here.
    • Feb 1, 2016
  • A Celebration of Value
  • A Celebration of Value

    Building a Singular Wedding Celebration from Your Common Bonds
    • Oct 1, 2015
  • Love and Lust at HVCCA
  • Love and Lust at HVCCA

    The artists at the Hudson Valley Center for Contemporary Art (HVCCA) will be celebrating Valentine's Day with the opening reception of their exhibit, “Love: The First of the 7 Virtues” and its antithesis, “Lust: The 4th of the Seven Deadly Sins.”
    • Feb 11, 2015
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  • A poem by Bri Gangi


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