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    I started writing poetry at eight years old when a bowl of cereal for every hour you were late just didn't cut it anymore. I started writing poetry and didn't stop, still reciting lines in my head as I leaned over the toilet bowl, my body rejecting all my previous efforts to fill your empt...
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    Tonight, my hands demand that I write about you before I start cutting tomatoes too close to my fingers again. The more I write your name, the more I forgive, but I just don't have time to forgive you right now. Tonight, I was going to write about getting glasses, about the way leaves...
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    My body is a clock. My body is a vessel, a temple, and a grave. My body is a traitor. I run my fingers over my collarbones when I feel restless, envision myself sprouting wings to carry me out of my 24th floor window, a gray bird, flying, following the tradition of all the other women in my fam...
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    Mother, I am fire and glass. I burn and break with all you do. Mother, tell me what I am to you. I know that you could never see, But I'm breaking underneath my skin. And though you never laid a hand on me, I bare the mark of all your sin. I wrote our story on my arm, I drew our memories o...
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    Bel Canto Choir: Invite your crush to your very first concert. Sing like you're already an opera singer, like you deserve to be a freshman in the auditioned choir. Be grateful that the lights are so bright that you can't see the crowd. Say “I love you” back after you meet your crus...
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    Male heroin, star in the story of my wife, I catch her thinking of you every night. No need to say sorry. I know that you aren't, But I worry about your drug-like effect on her heart. I've never seen withdrawal from a drug last so long. You left her nothing when you left. You used ...
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    Maybe it's the wine, The way it dyes your lips. Shallow Cupid's bow, With quite an undertow, Pulls me under navy sheets. I'm being stirred by the high tide, Steady-paced ocean beat. They say drowning's the most pleasant way to go. I'll be the one to tell them so....
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    I can still see ribbons around my arm from your fingers, eternal ornaments like a wedding ring. You tied them around me while you asked, with tears streaming down your face, “Why can't you give me more of you?” Even when I look at him, I can't forget you. I melt instead of fre...
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    I can still see ribbons around my arm from your fingers, eternal ornaments like a wedding ring. You tied them around me while you asked, with tears streaming down your face, “Why can't you give me more of you?” Even when I look at him, I can't forget you. I melt instead of fre...
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    I cannot come up with a thing to write. I'm full of hot wings, Pop-tarts, nicotine. I've had too much caffeine, too late tonight and my head aches from all the Broncos' screams. My brain would rather plan tomorrow's snacks, which sweater, which jeans, which snarky remarks. And maybe for once, ...
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    Always visible, the veins of my father's arms just beneath his olive skin when he grasps tightly the wheel of his truck. A habit? Who's to know if he loosens his grip when the passenger seat is empty? Visible as he pounds on his keyboard, somehow composing emails with all the righ...
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    Everyone believes. At least a little bit. Does it feel any different to be forgiven? SkinSkinSkin surrenders, Begs for no mercy, Accepts. Why punish the broken, the needy? For weakness. The universe bows before no one. The universe commands: Suffer, suffer. If God were real, I believe He ...
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    My head's been shot back into the clouds. All the cells in my blood are a cheering crowd. This unbridled joy makes the drowning so worth it. When this high finally hit, I screamed and you heard it. Energy struck me from nowhere, it attacked with no warning. Now, my organs are bees, gatheri...
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    I'm the daughter of marble, smooth and cold, Still intact, a thousand years old; Maybe older, born when goddesses lived, Revered despite their adulterous sins. My mother, the statue, dresses in white, But tarnished with smoke as marks of her slight. As years pass by, she gains more and mo...
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    It's not the rain; I love the rain. It's everything else: Your mouth and My brain Clashing together. We're no good together, But we are connected Like the sun and The Weather. I think I may fall In this first rain of Fall. I'm feeling so cold In the mist Of it all. ...
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    It's freezing cold, so I know you're crying. Your tears fall like Snow. They fall softly, Gently, and Quietly enough To let your children sleep. Snowflakes Rest upon the ground And in your hands. Your children sleep through it, But I've been awake with you All night. I ...
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    My father's name, Buried Underground. His sense of elevation: Gone. He was only a man. He save few, Not millions, From the Cold. The death of the hero, A well-known stranger Shook a nation. But my father's name Shook only the car On the way home From the church....
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    Sadness, Atlas, is not defeat. They say that it's shorter than the long retreat From this ache that you feel all the way in your bones When you challenge the Fates and try lifting your home. You're alone. Do you remember? You were damned When they looked in your body and found the bl...
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    I don't know how to love the girl I see in the mirror With blue lips and white lashes, frozen for years. I hate the cracks in her skin where the evil burst forth. I run my hands over her flesh, never finding the source. This is routine, it's how we say good-night. I slam the door on her scr...
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    When I'm silent, I'm lying, so now your eyes flood with doubt. You tell me to cry but tears don't come out. And it's not because I'm cold, it's just how I've adapted To my heart and my cortex being extracted. I can name all the places where the pieces were thr...
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    I love to play games as long as I win. My opponent is love, I'll beat it with sin. I'll duck around corners to see who comes searching. But I won't look in the mirror to see who I'm hurting. In a word, I'm destructive, I just call myself strong. I haven't let mysel...
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    In a word, you make me dizzy When you make the whole world pause. Then the stars fall down in puddles. You smile breaking Nature's laws. Rain pours at your command And it's warm soaked in my clothes. Your gaze makes all the winds stand still. You bury my heart to grow a rose. This ...
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    I want to write, but I have no blade. And I would speak if only I had a flame. But I found myself here with only papers and pens Scattered over the dirt, blown around by the wind Until there's nothing but white spread as far as I can see. So I scar the ground; the pen cannot harm me. My m...
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    The palm leaf wilts more everyday, But I'll keep it until it turns to grey. I took it from him when it fell to the floor. We spoke no goodbyes when she tripped through Death's door. His ears bled with treason and he ran the same way. I didn't cry or shout out; There was nothing t...
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    There's an ocean in my heart, And you walk along its shore. The tide brushes your ankles And your hands beg me for more. You say you've met no heart like mine, And you long to feel its waves, But I held you back the day I learned That your heart was made of flames. I refuse to let ...

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