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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I’m not your type. You’re too afraid to acknowledge my existence. We’re not friends. We walk past each other, not a smile shared, not a hand waved, not a head nodded. But, I see in the gazes that rest in my direction that you can’t forget the night I saved your life, The night...
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    "I'm a recovering undercover over lover." Intense shivers, The withdrawal process, A ritual that's become too acquainted. I pull the invisible shawl Of a "Maybe next time" Over my shoulders. Thinking about what we could have had Was my heart standing in Sub-zer...
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    We shoot glances like the clock is on zero. Hypothalamus buzzers shoot oxytocin like you aren't even losing right now; I--- I get strange glances when I clap after you get back up. But I've fallen before. And I know the worst part comes When your breath leaves and you dangle in betwee...
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    I wish I could strip my body naked Of the present's tattered strings, Holding together the cage separating memories From the boundless forevers of hallucination. I wish I could melt into that song, That smell, Those words, That face, That taste, That touch, That could fuse me to a tim...
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    I have a really hard time discerning what's real and ridiculous, what's right and wrong. Sometimes, I can't feel anything around me when I'm awake, but I hurt the most in my dreams. I give the best advice, yet I ignore my conscience's screams....
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    There never was a time where I was completely engulfed in anyone And they in me, Reciprocated. There was only a girl, Feigned strength and high hopes, Punching holes into walls And storing emotions inside. So, even when the cold left, It was always just me, Taking up space and wearing you...
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    I'm ready. I'm ready to make my own decisions. I'm ready to find someone else. I'm ready to move out and be a big girl. But, I'm not ready. I'm not ready to be responsible for the messes I make. I'm not ready to let go of the people I knew for the past twelve...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    My friends and I were walking around the harbor. There, on the grass, sat a group of homeless people, arranged in a circle, walled in by bikes, and intertwined with instruments. We all were interested, so I, being the social butterfly,shouted out a "HEY!" to the group. One of the circle�...
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    My sternum aches As I eat pizza at a table made for two. I wish the person across from me Wasn't made of Nitrogen, Oxygen and the smell of oregano....
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    I was texting. My seven year old little sister, Kirsten, was lying beside me on the bed, making shadow puppets from the glow, sweeping a halo of light onto the dark ceiling. She balled her fists together then whispered, "Look, I'm a ball of garbage." To be honest, I was interested, be...
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    The roots of my ancestors move deeper into my skin, Like fingertips in the very soil of my life, Irish rebellion enkindling emotions with the power of the Feinan Revolution, Heart stretched wide like a Bird of Thunder, But in a constant quarrel against my brain, a spirit of Sura and Baya, Goals...
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    drip. I'm hanging by so little, like a bead of sweat, trickling from my forehead to the tip of my nose, trembling with each shaky inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale. drop. I melt involuntarily, pouring over my fingertips onto the marble surface. With each morsel of my delicquesced struc...
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    Tell me you love me. That you'll never leave. I know it's not true. But, I don't care... Lie to me....
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    LET THE RUMPUS BEGIN! Wind whipping, WHOOSH, wild The skin on my knees is unfamiliar to me The bark of the tree crumbling beneath my calluses I’m an animal The sky is my diving board, Branches used like the rungs of a ladder Clods of dirt leaping beside me I’m a wild thing I push th...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    I never knew Gandhi had such a lovely face. I was looking for the word “gallant” in the dictionary. I guess I must have skipped a few pages past it. Then I saw his name. “Gandhi, Mohandas Karamchand. Known as Mahatma. 1869-1948. Indian leader who developed the practice of nonviolent disobedien...

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