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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    A dancing Mario, alive on the cover of Double Dash for Game Cube, in a puddle on the floor, drowning in root beer and vomit. The contents of my pockets, scattered like crumbs for pigeons about the damp, lightless room, almost six o’clock in the morning. Face down in carpet I inhale dirt a...
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    I awoke on the morning of my tenth birthday in utter confusion. From the murky green-coloured carpet to the peculiar paintings that hung on the walls, I became aware of the terrifying situation I was in: this was not my bedroom. The sun had not yet come up, and outside it was pitch black, save fo...
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    I never go anywhere, ever, without my fire kit: a black leather briefcase filled with tools such as matches and lighters, a portable propane tank, vials of gun powder and gasoline, newspaper and kindling, slow-burning wood chips, a few roman candles; pretty much all the essentials. It is a thing I c...
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    Sometimes I stand tall, like an erect sex object, and I tower over my puny, flimsy peers – but I'm not the real thing; I'm only made of rubber. It does not take much force for me to bend. And when I bend I fold. I loosen. I morph into a ball – a solid rubber ball. And when I...
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    A guitarist so, Leave your mind in a blur Walk away from your body Lose your thoughts, transfer To a floating state An immortal fate A time and place Where nothing must occur A victim of flaw so, Flamboyant in his tune Opaque in education Immune to commune An essence set fire Hopeless...
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    Little femy so pretty Small daughter in the city My creation and temptation Thriving begging for your pity Growing up in a well While I hide in my shell Go to school where the rule And the penalties dwell Angel like a bird With a mind that’s blurred Never in the moment Nothing ever occu...
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    Something citrusy sweet and lovely to eat But without so much a sprinkle of salt Is left on the counter like yesterday’s meat. Tiny birds tweet as they dance in the street A prowling cat’s hunger is not its own fault Chicks are citrusy sweet and lovely to eat. A doe so petite lies on t...
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    I climbed down from the clouds all the way to you, filthy street-scum bottom feeder, thus, like a brick landing on a seesaw, sending you up a chute from the sewers to the rooftops, far above my head. How is it up there? Nice, isn’t it?...
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    Dear Momma, I'm gonna tell you a story, Momma, because the craziest, most darndest thing happened to me the other day, and I think my life’ll never be the same because of it. I've always heard of New York being the city of opportunity, and that if you stick around for long enough good t...
  • Hot Topics > Bullying
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    They can’t wake up without coffee, or leave the house without painting their faces, cant get to sleep without something to knock them down. Do I hug them? Or punch them? Or do like everybody else? Nothing....
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    I can draw from the burden of your gaze – hidden, desperate eyes, a lavishly painted, quivering lip – and from the venom in your voice that I am Satan and Santa Claus in one. My presence is deemed dangerous like a detonator and I sound like a bomb, ticking… But I don’t explode. I a...
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    Our grade eight group of hellion rascals consisted of eight punks in total: Blaine and Blaze, who had more balls than any of us when it came to vandalism and pranks; Mac and Jesse, who had been best friends since elementary school; Devlan and Alex, who always bought us food at the corner store and d...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I could wind up in the city, friendless, alone and without bother; quiet nights, music and art, peaceful drinking, starlit sky and the night is mine. I could paint pictures, write poems. Dine with the rich and party with the famous. Feed my head a thousand novels, films, and songs. Un...
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    If your mind is a wall Then so shall this door remain; Walk away from here, fool And continue to live insane. But if open, your mind And intrigued you are to think, Then turn the knob, step right in And ready yourself to drink....
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    She jerks tears from places I didn't know had tears to be jerked from; she gets into my head, whether welcome or not, and stays there, skilfully clawing her way under my skin, she dances around inside for however long she pleases, and vanishes as quickly as she came, leaving sho...
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    Look carefully into the eyes of every person you ever pass, and you will most definitely see, smiling, waving back at you, yourself....
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    At one point, yesterday we were one. At this point, today we are both none....
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    I’ve got lots of brain power And a mind that’s been blued Most the women around me are sour I'm their bulimia food My heart is troubled and my mind is tender My experiences are plane and seldom But for a dollar from a big spender I would quickly sell them My pockets are dry and I do...
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    Each of my carts have gone off the track I've lost something and I can’t get it back All of my gears are spinning counter clockwise Meanwhile my nerves are all tied up in tongue ties Me feet are both left – without shoes or souls Something odd is filling my empty thought holes I am re...
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    Excellence within, a saint to say the least. None in his order, or class, or kingdom. All below drown in envy, pathetic as they mimic the god in him. Lesser men befriend him. Nothing rubs off, kissing feet forever. I of all had devil’s thirst; cut out his inner man, stepped in and s...
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    I have so little, but need not that. With nothing to smile about, I smile. As the world is against me with its fire, every hope diminished, I hope. Here my mother, the saint from below, loves me destroyed, I love. With my life in ruins and my wits in half, my laughter my elixir, ...
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    Fools in love? Blindly driven by affection Like fish to light, A pet to its master, Mosquitoes to blood and sweat. No. Complete idiots? Bound by a connection Like two ends of a shoelace, Two lanes of a freeway, A double-edged blade. Yes....
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    The day after she killed me, ran me over, riding a freight train of bad news, I was uptown. And uptown Donnie, the homeless bootlegger, thirsty with a blade, threatens my already dead self and steps toward me, while a woman gives me her number, I wonder, What does she wants with a zombie? ...
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    A much warmer hug Stronger Knock you down like a monster With anger Or lift you with love, with ease So unfair Double your doings Half your effort The clown can juggle like you wouldn't believe And clap very, very loud He can give a high-five And pat your back With hands in his pocket...
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    Fix your eyes on me, Colored sharp Two dark brown knives Stab me from across the classroom Cut my skin, Slice my veins, Pierce my flesh, Gouge my heart and rip it out Slit my throat, Chop my limbs, Skin my hide, Scalp me clean, Run your blade down my breast Watch the gore pool at my fee...

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