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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Above the water’s shadow has fell to the last breath of the night, fear as a black felt of blankets, gripping with every fiber, choking air like thick gray musk. A crow cuts its warning cackle echoing into the demented depths. The sky is a pit falling forever....
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    Slowly, the leafs fall to dirt, but never reach the empty earth. Shrish, goes the forest stream, never to see the sky. Poisoned pine-earth, so coated and bare. Water-light of flickering shadow, reflect from the leaf ceiling. No sky, no sun. The column and carpet that surround the green...
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    You should run, streaming to the flowers that wipe the tears of falling waters, and sink like snow, cutting and mixing through the gleam. You should run to the dripping banner of red-light, a shadow that smiles on your sorrow, dressing the wound in sea. You should run with friends: blac...
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    the wall was orange. bright, vibrant orange. “it’s ugly” the woman said. so she painted over it blue. and so the wall was blue. but underneath, the wall was still orange. then the woman moved away and a man moved in. the wall was blue. gloomy, repressed blue. “it’s ugly” the ...
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    so white and clean. like snow. no dirt. just perfect. neat. crisp. and the feel of open – calm oceans. if I look closely, I can watch every wave: rise. break. fall. but, when so close I can see those lines, so straight. so perfect. go crooked – askew. and finally, I clear my vis...
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    A day like any other begins with my hand on the snooze button, and later, my lazy routine through the halls: half-asleep, if not entirely. Second hour, my phone in my backpack’s side pocket vibrates. The girl seated next to me says loudly, “someone is getting called.” Yeah. Thanks. I whisp...
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