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  • Poetry > Haiku
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    all i want is a lifetime with you of golden saturday mornings...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    i'm walking alone trying to hide my lovesick smile that tastes of you...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    where the patchwork houses kiss eden's edge indistinguishably pavement turns to mere accumulations of meanderings hold it back! the white fences spring to position lances drawn beyond the sidewalk rages the infinite entropy of eternal cosmic battles lapping frothily at the shores of the squa...
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    it wasn’t butterflies perched tremulously in my liver more like a plague of crickets thunderously serenading what to drown out the silence? of course - I’ve learned star-crossed lovers die prematurely amidst sorrowful fanfare and iambic pentameter so no, no delusions of angelic heralds a...
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    I saw you today Eyes caress across the room like strangers, again...
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    How heartless the sun to shine with such joy, as if my world were still whole...
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    For I am afraid When the day comes, new and frail To wake alone here...
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    Time is that cruel grinding gear Mercilessly cranking onward Toilessly watching us toil For rewards soon lost In the quiet hum of an incubator A life Too brief to matter, too long not to care Too sweet to give up, too painful to stay The lingering taste of that brief existence As the cloud...
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    watching the television, paused on that show again the sappy cartoon sings and canned-laughs like an old friend and i once again am fresh woken on a saturday morning for that weekly sacrament an hour on the sofa,not quite as worn as it is now wrapped in the warmth of a familiar blanket smelling...
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    Waiting for a train means tasting a life to come Not swallowing, but simmering it on the tongue To watch the ambitions of the metal rails (to dare to roar) Unbroken in their trek to the horizon I sit here waiting, watching the rain shatter(or is it me?) On my clenched pale fists Like so man...
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    She watches herself watching herself grow old And the mirror grows dusky Ashamed to meet her own eyes As life runs down her lips and is entangled in her hair And dreams grow rheumatic and forgotten moments flee to dusty corners A worn out blanket draped across trembling porcelain knees She sit...
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    you walk and drive and take the train you wear shades in the sun, umbrellas in the rain but have you ever danced? you hurry to the office and then hurry back you fret about the time and the skills that you lack but have you ever danced? you fear to fear, but you fear to love you fear all ...
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    childhood is flying on the swings, feet kicking at the sky propelled by gently pushing hands behind you childhood is a handmade christmas card garbed in clumps of dried glue and glitter beautiful beyond its season childhood jumping into a puddle as deep as the sky and splattering mud all over m...
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    I am gleefully ensnared by the sky dreaming of the clouds they would be so soft under my sun charred toes perhaps i would sink in I am tentatively reaching for the sky imagining the stars how warm they would smell like roasting chestnuts I am swallowed willingly by the sky smiling at the wo...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    The sky had opened up and unleashed its fury upon us. The dark clouds blanketed the sky, smothering any trace of light. The world was drowning; the cracked pavement ran with tears. The trees and shrubs were bent over in battered submission. At least that’s how it seemed that muggy May afternoon,...
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