Ike, Mike and Mustard.

1.     "All women become like their mothers. That's their tragedy. No man does. That's his."

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3.  "I re-sew all the buttons on my coat

      even if they aren't loose

      and for once, I'm not afraid.

      My limbs freeze inward

      and not even the sodium streaked sidewalks 

      conquer the way I do.

      I am sweltering

      and you are not the source.

      I breathe you out like a cupped kiss

      into traffic

      now fluttering somewhere between Unsure and Unwilling.

      I take my time

      because I realize now, it is mine.

      Foreheads to the ground

      Iced branches tilted downward

      And not a penny out of pocket.

      Everything bows down to winter.

      Not I. "