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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    In my childhood, I revered The kind of girl Who collected tea cups. Awkward and fragile-hipped, She lived in stories. Every word she spoke sounded like Part of some broken melody That I wished I knew. She was an oddity of humanity, All reedy arms and legs, Covered in mothballed sh...
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    Skin-Deep Excavations They dug into the soft undersides of my arms Entrenching themselves in the tissue between my skin and bones Oh how I hated Those manicured cuticles Shaped like perfect half-moon crescents Taunting and cruel, the image of perfection and pain And dreams built on twisted...
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    The only time He ever glimpses his world Is when he sees the embodiment Reflected in pieces of broken glass – This is a picture of platitudes He’d much rather thrust away. He’d leave it behind like playground bruises And action figure lunchboxes But these sensations of now – They ...
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    Shreds of green Like pieces of crumpled tissue paper Pasted against a pale periwinkle sky – The gesso-washed canvas, Blanketed by sleepy clouds of angel’s white. I lay on the hard concrete ground, Traces of car exhaust already dense in the Crisp morning air. Wrinkling my nose at th...
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    Her fingers are tentative, Soft at first, As she glides over the ivory keys Then tension arises in the Dance of muted staccato notes – She strings a half-sleepy tune Before the chrysalis erupts into A steadier rhythm across the Expanse of the keyboard, This is a tempo of lurid proces...
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    I remember it like a dream, Foggy with years that have passed since then. This 21st century music blares in my ears A steady crash of distinct notes, too deafening, I don’t remember the melodies you sung to me Songs you hummed when I couldn’t go to sleep. But I might remember the stories ...
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    I am a dreamer An idealist, you say. Eloquence paints the hues of my life Lines that whisper to nonexistent realms Of the ocean paradise. Sunset is rebirth of day Over the crashing ocean waves. I'd love to live in eternity And never cease to seek. Seeker Dreamer Wanderer Searching ...
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    I gave you the wind To carry you on its back I gave you a pen So you could write your own life I gave you wings So you could soar in the clouds. But I never gave you a dream. I’m sure you have plenty. When you pick a daisy from the filed Tomorrow, It’ll be your dream. Take it w...
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    If I am Algebra, Then you must be Geometry, All sectors and angular views. Yes, I can see the resemblance You bear to that course I suffered From in freshmen year. I am equations And equal signs, Each concept taught With perfectly moderate sense. I am absolute values and Imaginar...
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    I am quiet. I am careful. I tiptoe through the pages of life As though through some numinous garden Extracted from between ink words of fantasy I whisper I do not laugh I do not smudge the labyrinth of ink On each glittering page I pass. For years I have traveled timidly like this, Li...
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    The Truth Is like a stinging bee Diving into the folds of human flesh, Sharp and headlong The Truth You could perhaps liken To the darkness in eternal night – Blank, furtive, Envelopes of doubt. Or maybe you would call the Truth The sister of Stomach-wrenching panic , disbelie...
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    What would you do if your mother abandoned not only you, but also your three younger siblings in the car in the middle of nowhere in an unfamiliar city? When 13-year-old Dicey’s mentally ill single mother leaves her four children in a shopping mall somewhere in Connecticut, Dicey must gather all h...
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