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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    metal has never looked so glorious under the plumage of fall, of the slow drunken passing of time, crisscrossing like the hands of old lovers being slowly pulled together by the fingers of an unknown puppeteer. a shroud of mist clutches at the rain-studded silver and through the fog, t...
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    pavement slick with rain glistening with the thick colors that drape the trees like old coats, lamp posts casting rays of muddled light on the puddle your black Converse shoes make, traces of old quotes written in crayon still lingering on the laces, slightly fading, now bleeding into the...
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    inside classrooms and shoved into metal desks, sits coils of fear, wallowing in the pits of children’s stomachs. teacher talks, teacher walks, student cracks, brain matter spilling out onto the tiled floor like a melted popsicle. the fear crawls under my skin, is laced under my fingernail...
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    it’s raining sideways and I’m in love with how the rain slams the sidewalk, hard, how it drowns out everything leaving nothing but white noise, which is like silence but not empty. I’m in love with how thunder isn’t afraid to fall, its voice, I love how it churns touches the earth...
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    I am a girl. I am the breath beneath the wind at night, the sweet seductive whispering of branches and the flickering of candle light, I am the tempest and the calm, I am the storm that quiets but never ceases, embalmed, palmed like a rose on a wedding night I cannot be contained or defin...
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    I didn’t use to think I was imperfect until I heard the people whisper about the awkwardness of my limbs and largeness of my nose. I used to think that I was invincible and that with my long arms, I could catch shooting stars, and that my green eyes were laser beams or the light a...
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    I don't know if you miss our 3 a.m. phone calls as much as I do, my insomniac tendencies always pressing me to badger you with existential crises and endless whys. sometimes I just wanted to hear your voice, soft and drawn out like the last note of a love ballad. sometimes you call...
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    I. remove yourself I say strip away your moments from your hours from your years until you are nothing but a rib cage of stardust laced with iron and every second of your existence lays stretched before you like your reflections in the dressing room mirrors, so infinite you’re afraid t...
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    our skin shimmered under the Mexican sun which warmed us as one warms hands too far thrust in snow, charcoal where the cold has nibbled on taut iron flesh. sheens of sweat caressed my thighs, glistening, sliding, breathing with my legs, in out, in out. we danced, not for pleasure, but f...
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    they writhe in the dark under sickles of pale moonlight, dirt churning beneath their ribbons of bodies, aching and reaching, aching and reaching, to obtain a parcel of the stars out tonight. their eight throbbing hearts slip into darkness, recede into the comfort and safety of the dark ...
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    Mud squelched and oozed under the bare pads of our sun-tickled feet as the hose from your garage snaked around our ankles, its deluge of water forcing the grass to slowly retreat and sink, divulging the soft layers of mud trapped beneath. We had hauled plastic buckets over to our small mud oasis, an...
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    the street has been paved this morning. black and sleek and new, curled under the noon sun like a sunning turtle, gleaming with sizzling tar. the dent where your bike hitched on that afternoon when you were five: no longer there. “mommy, I’m scared.” “don’t worry, honey, I wo...
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    She always wrote poetry when she was angry. She had been writing poetry for a month now. She was wrapped in a shroud of blankets, lying dormant on her bed, as she furiously scribbled in her little green journal. Stray strands of un-brushed hair fell in shambles around her neck, the rest of it wra...
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    the little girl lays outside, body pressed against wet grass in hopes of catching one of those meteors rippling through night’s seams. the sky is dim and clouded by light pollution and condensation, a thin film passing over the stars and smudging them. she has to squint to see them throug...
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    The red ribbon shrivels and ravels around this little green journal given from an English teacher to an eager pupil with a note inscribed “Keep Writing”. Scrawled in red ink from a red pen, the student presses her pen to its blank lined pages and starts to write. She is simply f...
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    The fertile field lay outstretched like a warm summer tundra, brushed with sunlight and whispers of summer. It remains untouched asides from the careless grappling of a drunken breeze and in its belly flutters swarms of wheat and butterflies, spider webs clutching at its grassy stalks, illu...
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    yellow sundresses and daisies curled under the glowing crescents of your fingernails. spring clung to you like the stars to the moon, dripping off your eyelashes and tumbling out of your mouth in a laugh that echoed a gargling stream. with my cheap rubber flip flops and yellow hair that b...
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    I remember those summer nights spent capping fireflies in disposable containers. we rid them of their wings, thrust them into jars, and screwed the lid as tightly as possible so they could not escape. we tortured them into submission, beat them into glowing, filling empty space. with each...
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    I've raised mountains in northern New York, under a star-brushed sky, for many years. I've carried their weight on my shoulders like Atlas carried the world, dusting them with trees and lakes and rivers that ran through them like veins. From the withered stalks of wheat to the gr...
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    A poem should be fluent in the wordless language of emotion where the meaning is derived from the sounds of consonants and drawn out vowels, the rhythmic pang of words sliding against each other, and not the meaning of the words themselves. Poetry should show you the glint of sunlight on...
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    the ocean curls and churns, extends and retracts, constantly moving, stretching, reaching. it batters the shore and bellows a roar crashing against rocky cliffs. I stand still and watch. pink seashell, glimmering under afternoon sun, half buried in a puddle of sand. the ocean licks the sh...
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    stars poke holes through the night’s starkness, mocking the moon. they are the only light to pierce the darkness, playing with shadows and lost balloons. mocking the moon the stars churn in the satin sky, playing with shadows and lost balloons. they are tears that children cry. the sta...
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    their teeth were worn, torn ripped lips with carved grins, smiles poked with holes smiles faded, smiles faked until they lay plastered to their faces, permanent. deserted disasters, contorted creatures created for a different universe. they grabbed and trapped and grasped and tore. their m...
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    your voice is small and quiet, an atom in the universe pelting stars with pleads that go unheard, but I hear it. your words are long and slow and they drip like honey out of your mouth, pour onto the pavement, tangle with rain until they slip into drains and gutters, forgotten, but I h...
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    Summer sunsets always fade too quickly seems like I can never grasp ahold of them grip them steady stare into their fiery soul where clouds stir and stars lurk they evaporate like rain and before I know it, stars are tossed across the night sky fixed and the moon shines on shrugs its s...

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