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  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    His name is Johnny and he does not fear the night He does not fear the night for the night is only lies Johnny knows that there is nothing scary in the night The only thing that you must fear is Johnny The poor boy’s name is Johnny and he only fears the Bat He only fears the Bat for the Bat i...
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    The computer screen gave off a faint light. Not enough to see much by, enough to see hands. Enough to see hands and a stuffed bear. A pillow as well. Music plays. From the computer. There are books behind the computer. The books are scattered across the bed. They are about death. T...
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    If you ask most kids if they want to be special, they will probably say yes. If they had any sense, they would say no. I am special. I am special. I love my mommy. My mommy loves me. I don't love my daddy. My daddy doesn’t love me. I can be normal. But not always. Sometimes I have to be speci...
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    Cold steel on hot flesh; this is truly the greatest sensation of all, taking a life. I have done this many times, each with a smile on my face and a song in my heart. They have taken to calling me the Jolly Reaper. And I am just fine with that as that is exactly who I am. I listen to each rabbit’s...
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    His name is Johnny and he does not fear the night He does not fear the night for the night is only lies Johnny knows that there is nothing scary in the night The only thing that you must fear is Johnny The poor boy’s name is Johnny and he only fears the Bat He only fears the Bat for the Bat i...
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    We were in an abandoned warehouse. The quiet man screamed. I loved it when he screamed. My teeth met the flesh of his shoulder and sank in. I bit deeper and deeper until teeth clashed with teeth and I pulled away. His flesh tore like paper under my bite. His shoulder sprayed blood which splayed all ...
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    My cell phone rings. I look at my clock and groan. It’s only 7:00 AM! Who would be calling me now? I pick up my phone and look at my caller ID. I groan again; it’s Atto. “What?” “Well, good morning to you too!” he says indignantly. His anger instantly fades away. “Are you ready yet?...
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    Long, sneaky fingers Fingers that pilfer Pilfering sweet treats That fill us all up Ice cold November November brings food Food of the holidays With family and friends Count each passing day As the days till white Christmas White Christmas has snow Which blankets the land Children ...
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    One knife. Twenty-six screws. Four screwdrivers. A box of nails. Fourteen jars of paint. One pair of scissors. A brush. These are the tools of my trade. I am the doll master, and my creations aim to please. Slowly descend the creaky staircase, take them one at a time. The lights flicker, flicker....
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    Found carved on the corpse of prisoner 010203: 'My name is Jake Sigmund. I am not too big; not too little, either. I am not too weak, nor have I ever been considered too strong. I am not too bright, but I am not stupid. I am physically unremarkable in every way. If you looked at my school hist...
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    Early Saturday morning, Atto called my house. "Hey!" He says, rushed. "Hey Atto, how did you get this number?" "Never mind that, I don't have much time, my dad is nearly up. Can you meet me at Crownhill Cemetery in Amhurst?" "I guess, it's pretty far away...
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    Today when we had Study Hall, Atto was bored. A bored Atto is a dangerous Atto, that I learned. He had no homework except a computer project. In computer, we had to compose a song out of prerecorded soundbites. He convinced the teacher to let him borrow a laptop. "Oh Fiddlesticks!" He excl...
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    Atto was at my house and I had just logged on to 'Wizard Quest', my favorite online game. Atto looks at the screen and says, "Why bother?" I look at him, "Because it's fun?" He watches my wizard avatar run across the screen and get into a battle with a cyclops. &qu...
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    I walk into English class, plop my books down and sigh. Finally, one class the weird new kid isn't in! I don't even mind our evil, drunk, clown teacher, Mrs. Downing. Mind you, the she is not a clown like the new kid, but in the sense that she has no fashion sense and she wears too much ma...
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    It was music class. Was the new kid in all my classes? Our teacher was a laid-back old guy, name of Mr. Richard. He ran our school's drum line and gave piano lessons. In class he talked like he had stepped out of the sixties. Some of the kids did not like him, but he was always my favorite teac...
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    During and before morning home room on the first day of school I noticed lots of kids whispering. Not being on the up-and-up, or even caring, no one told me anything. I heard only glimpses of conversations like, "Did you see?" "So weird!" I remained silent until our teacher, Miss...
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    Yenene: I walk into my brother’s room and gasp at the items laid out on his bed. Laid out there were a noose, a knife, a note and an unlabeled bottle of pills. I heard his footsteps in the hall and ducked under his bed. I see him walk in and swallow the pills. He then pins the note to his chest, s...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    T'was just a passel of moons ago Not very long you'll see That love and loss And cold and death Will first be felt by me That love no stronger has been felt Nor ever again shall be Yes love is no longer being felt By he towards the likes of me Yet I suppose our death was inevi...
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    Sweet, beautiful, deathly quiet As raindrops streak down my window, I am reminded of tears I see a frail old man at his wife's funeral I see a recently orphaned little girl I see a rapist getting capital punishment I see the KKK beating a colored man to death I see Nazis burning thousands...
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    She opens up her bright, round eyes in shock as I come at her, weapon in hand. She lets out a girlish squeal and closes her eyes, and I just ... stop. She cautiously opens one blue eye and then another. I sink to my knees and clutch my forehead. Is this what I have become? This... monster? Slaughter...
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    Cherubs fat run cross the land The power of God is close at hand Infinitum I see no end No downfall The Lord be near The spite of hateful souls Cannot reach The Sanctuary I feel the love Emanating from this place How I wish to join them But, lo! I have been banished I was an an...
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    I shiver. I should not walk home alone… at night. I should have let Mom pick me up. My red high-tops flopped on the pavement. I pulled my green windbreaker closer to my body. I pull my Browns cap lower over my rusty, red hair. Leaves swirl around my legs in the cool, fall night air. Just one more ...

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