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  Casualty 1,918

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  The sun is a beautiful gold today, quite a specimen so I focus on the sun instead of the sounds of screams and gunpowder. The bullets struck my stomach and once I was down, my leg, shoulder and foot- the pain’s a b**** and the bullets are shredding through me long after they’ve ente...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Forbidden

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  They say I want you because I cannot have you and once I have you, I will not want you. Yet how does that explain you and the depths of your soul and how I could read you like a billboard and then hold you? You are not as crazy as Romeo, and you are much sweeter, your mouth like a fruit ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Once Beautiful Girl

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  Oh, once beautiful girl, you were the shiny wood before life's termites descended and your luster was eaten away. Add the nail polish remover to your face in bleak times and now you are scared and pitted, your best features corroded. Sad, bitter shell, I don't know you anymore. ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Powder Mask

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  Even though I'm older, I can't help but think of you with your dirty looks and pungent words. You chewed me up and spit me out like bubble gum, smiling as you did so. Somehow, you managed to reel me in each time. I can see past the mask you put up now- you crushed me up in...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Day of Silence

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  We are the sullen shadows with taped-up mouths, representing taped-up wings and souls, butterfly hearts forbidden to fly. Every human starts out with a fire inside but some people have that fire stomped out like a cigarette on the ground so bruised and bleeding, they burn out. There...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Mustache (And Everything Else)

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  Soft, hairy down covers my lip that is able to be petted like a cat but it doesn't purr just growls. It's brown-black and it's sitting up right in the mirror now when it should be lying low. Oh God, how it's glaring at me with that stupid sly smile- it's there f...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Sycophant

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  The answers exist in his speech- don't you see them, sparkling in the skies, the shining gemstones that will make us paupers rich again? Don't think but listen; cast your skepticism aside to ride the wave. God did not mean for us to squirm like worms at the hands of our enemie...
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  To My Mean Girl

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  In the dark shadows of our school, you lurked with your malice-filled eyes and your malevolent smirk. Like a hunted animal, I knew better than to approach. for your turf I knew better than to encroach. You were my teacher in the lesson of cruelty, and from our real teachers, I learned the tru...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Her Railroad Tracks

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  With the blade as her pencil, she draws red railroad tracks on her wrists, her way of whistling her engine silently. I hear her call and yet I turn away, awkward and ashamed, as I change the locks of the tin can in my chest where my own ghosts reside. My mouth successfully stitche...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  My Idol

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  On a marble pedestal, she stood. When I picked up my head from the ground, I saw her face as she laughed so beautifully and I floated out of my self-imposed prison for a moment. The beauty in ugly, a light in dark, a different face in the sea of same- she was the girl I so yearn...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  She Said

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  She said, "you need more confidence. You're better than you think you are." At the time, I looked at her in horror, in shame that my wounds were mirrored on my face, that she noticed my silent submission, that she could see the blood dripping from my soul. I didn'...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Insecurities

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  Insecurities These insecurities form cracks in my soul, scars from where they've lashed me. They whisper my apparent weaknesses, jerking my head down with the puppet strings attached to me. I have changed into a meek little creature I cannot recognize- no one else recognizes me, e...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  A Pest

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  Pest I feel like the fly on your food, swarming around in business that is not mine. You do not turn to look at me so I swarm all the more, scared stiff. I take what crumbs I can from conversation and hope that your looks will not freeze me to the point of inaction. Do you wish me to f...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  To Guilt

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  To Guilt I am consumed from inside-out as you gnaw on the sinews of my heart and make me double over as you roil through me. Oh, guilt, let me go! I am not a girl meant to be trapped for the rest of my life. I was destined for better things. I go through my days with a smile feigned; ...
• Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
  A Rusty Scalpel

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  Hidden the depths of the forest lay a looming white building darkened by the pain of the suffering inside. The year was 1901, and madness seemed like an epidemic spreading across the world. The stricken multiplied like rabbits and there seemed not enough places to put them. On that gloomy Sund...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  A Struggle With Floodwater

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  As the water laps up around my neck, I still claw my way to the surface and to land that I can stand steadily upon. I'm just rafting without a paddle in the middle of a hurricane, doing my best to stay afloat with my chin up and my spine straight riding it out until I find the e...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Birthday

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  Birthday- a milestone, the passing of another year, one step closer to the inevitable and the unknown. This year there will be one more candle on the cake.. This year I will be proclaimed older, a near adult. This year the pages in my book of life will turn. I will pass ano...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  We, the Students

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  We, the students, roam rampant in the hallways, sit side-by-side in rows of desks and tables, eight hours a day, five days a week. Yet we are strangers, knowing only names, faces, rumors. We, the self-appointed members of our school's jury, Judge knowing nothing, holding ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Ghost

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  Heads down, eyes closed, hands wringing each other in perpetual wash, body shaking like a branch in a storm, the Ghost walks by. Shut eyes can't shut out memories of the Day. Eyes open once more previous illumination eroded to two barren deserts, two voluminous cages for s...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Looking Back

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  Blowing on dandelions, I've wished for the darkness to leave my hurting heart. I've looked at birds, wished I too could fly away from where I was at. Trained in the art of plastering fake smiles on, I withdrew inside. What I would give to embrace my former self, let ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Death Waits

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  Death Waits Death waits to be invited in, while thumping his foot and checking his watch. He's a busy man, I'm afraid, with a seven-day schedule and a twenty-four hour shift. You shrug and flip him off, settling in your chair, leaving him lingering another day. Cancer gn...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Beggar

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  Feebly, he shakes his can, eyes imploring hardened hearts to spare a dime. They pass him by, heels of businesswomen clicking hasty sounds of quickening steps leaving him to trashcan dinners and his broken life. Mothers bring children to sides, stuffy men raise their noses in the air, ri...
• Fiction > All Fiction
  Prison Musings

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  She crushed the rose in her palm, her fingers ripping it apart like gnawing teeth. She opened the rose to find it in pink little pieces. Gently she blew the pieces away from her, as she watched them fall to the ground. From the dark depths of her cell, there was little else to do. She had learne...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Sixty Five Roses

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  Thirteen years ago there lived a man who grappled for life, as the noose of CF, tightened around his neck and left its rope burn. His life a perpetual tug of war, with blackened teeth and coughing fits as battle scars. Each year of life gained was a pyrrhic victory. One out of five, ...
• Nonfiction > All Nonfiction
  To My True Love

  

  By theweirdworder, Newtown, PA

  I feel you. I don’t even know your name yet but I feel you. I can feel your caress- gentle despite your callous hands (are they callous? Maybe not), and loving. And I can feel your lips against mine. Your kiss is very similar to your caress- gentle and loving, too. I am your world, and you are min...