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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    knobby kneed we Bambi stalked through mossy husks of whispers, creaking floorboards, splintered lips hooked like Velcro. phantom limb -- you broke anesthetic skin, an arm I didn't know was missing now strung across my chest, us, plucked from an entropic universe coalescing...
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    unraveled my chest cavity with fraying shoelace zippers, crows foot smile lines ripped away from my face like half formed scabs, when I picture you with her -- evaporate my stomach lining, acid dissolving the knot of steel tendrils and spider web just below my stomach, I don't ...
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    Brown eyes blush muted emerald, Gold flecks match splayed moles on your neck, Shining still vibrant as dew dusted violets, I don't write love poems, but I love you. Beat my chest down to the marrow, Phantom limbs can feel pain but are still missing....
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    1:50, tuesday a.m. the persistent drawl of pitter patter and humdrum hissing like a broken radiator, the pit of my stomach askew with the ache of chronic distaste. dimples cemented to my face, heels entrenched, plowing resistance into the crusty earth, things got awfully quiet, and awful...
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    Phacoemulsification: A type of cataract surgery in which the lens with the cataract is broken up by ultrasound, irrigated, and suctioned out. I want to carve the gloss from behind my eyes, and present it to you in a smoke filled jazz club, whilst drinking dusky whiskey, you would smea...
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    There were never any clean breaks. We exploded into ourselves, with fire and brimstone, the shapes we chose serving only to demonstrate our momentum. On summer nights we took to filling deserted parks in the hope of recreating the vintage photographs we'd seen in magazines, always grainy and cl...
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    We stare, starry eyes bulging and garish, Pulsing pop anthems fueling the astro twitch In our chest cavities (they're far too hollow, jagged first cuts gouged what little emotion we had left). Backs curved into question marks, tears diluted, Left to evaporate in the haze of distorted elec...
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    Back straight, straight, we can be beautiful together. What are the sociological ramifications of teenagers who drink amnesia in deserted parks? I chewed sidewalk for you. I tell people my acne is sunspots. I stand with crooked vertebrae and think (stars are track marks, freckles on the...
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    Melodies tumbled from lips, Fingers splayed in jerking directions, Flats fell and sharps stung, Waves crescendoed and broke across skulls, The first blow struck, Frantic bass of grunt and impact, A volley of windpipe and elbow, When one of the fighters broke, Collapsing into entropy...
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    for kisses backlit by convenience store neon that just made us more beautiful, for hat brims which hid us from even ourselves, shadowpuppets who blurred together under streetlights to dilate and shrivel, where breaking was for leather-bound notebooks, not tonight or here, we were havingfun,...
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    Cringe like gridlock and ropeburn. You will never smile like he does. Captive tendons spasm into trenches, You have empty eyes and an itchy heart, There is grit in your grimace, You are lacking the collapsible stoicism Of one who earnestly does not care. But please - Give us one, ...
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    Hands dusted of peach pit, Gravel, and feathered things Which perch in souls, Tiptoes clutching ledges, Rawboned, everything that is us Groped for the courage to leap. Pulses jagged, Vertigo in every direction, A fraying tidbit of moment, All we ever wanted to do was fall. You ...
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    the dusty ruts were beaten into the ground, rat-a-tat tatted by similarly ridged fingers politely decorated with loops of white string. the loops had always been there, a reminder, not fraying or loose, simply there. white circlets draped over leathery hands which tore the dirt out of th...

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