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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    She used to have hair like summer, and she dyed it this autumn. It brought out the cold in her eyes. It looked glossy in the sun and feline in the dark. Red suddenly suited her. She wears flannel shirts and grungy jeans, short but sweet dresses and knee high socks. She has lips like fire and a vo...
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    You once told me that I was like folk music. Which I have never been able to put together, because folk music is beautiful, and I am crooked. You remind me of summer. Your hair is like sunshine, your eyes are the sky, and your voice reminds me of rain. I wish I could tell you that I miss you so...
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    The trees were pewter- some were ash, the last fiery flames of autumn clung to their bare branches. The November sky was gray and blue and rapidly darkening. The rocks in the creek bed had been tousled by the cardboard-colored mule deer. You noticed how your dogs’ yellow fur matched the grass whic...
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    Her fingertips were cold, but still had undertones of warmth and traces of life. She pulled the keys from her jeans pocket, arms beginning to shudder and quiver with the lack of body heat. It hadn’t snowed in a few days, but she knew it would again soon, because the sky was a collecting grey rathe...
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    Title: Seth Time: Saturday morning Place: Seth and his dad’s house At rise: Seth’s dad is making breakfast Seth walks to his kitchen; his father’s back turned to him as he makes scrambled eggs over the stove. FATHER How many eggs do you want, Seth? Any more? SETH Nope, that’s g...
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    He opened up the ponderosa backpack And I held his dark gloves with the rubbery tips As he dug oranges and green apples out Peeling them with the silver blade of his hunting knife That was the first time we all rode a chairlift together And when the cables began to shiver Nate pulled the safet...
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    On that night I remember distinctly Having fingers curling through yours Twined like sheets And I felt your warm palm press against mine As if you’d done it a thousand times And you’d do it a thousand times again But I remember your lips Seemed to move as though we’d die tomorrow And ...
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    Did you know That when people drown They hold their breath as long as they can Until their skin turns blue like their veins And they are knocked unconscious That’s when they inhale They fight for so long because their bodies won’t let them die And I remember You used to tell me you were ...
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    Pale bodied With ink splotched on their faces, paws, and tails Had deep blue eyes not unlike the indigo part of morning when the sun has almost risen They shared their little cat bed every night Keeping one another warm inside our garage because my dad wouldn’t let them in the house And after...
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    That morning I wished so much That you didn’t have to leave I could have stayed with you as the sun came up Covered in warmth Until we decided to get breakfast But you had to leave early So we rose before the sun And when you hugged me goodbye, you held on Dimples retreating from your che...
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    Lost boy, better boy, hurt boy Learn the leaves as she climbs the trees In their endless tangled branches She will never reach the top. Lost boy A girl once loved And almost stolen She stayed true Even when given every reason not to Like when the shapeshifter reflected her past She did n...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    It was the day it was over. I took my final and patiently waited in the classroom of the greatest teacher I ever had. And he gave me a pen, and I cried. I cried because in a matter of minutes, I would never have to walk through that school with the bad reputation that I went to. I would never have ...
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    She sat by him in the back of the van Her brown bare legs by his Surrounded by summer Her sheer white shirt against the wrinkled black of his They breathe the summer Her golden curly hair was tousled by the breeze Coming through the open window And that perfect song was on And the sun was be...
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    He was innocent when I first knew him. Not caring what anyone thought and doing what was right. He was oblivious to anything cruel anyone could ever do, and not a cruel thought passed through his mind or escaped his thin lips. But this was then. When he used to be happy. But soon, things chang...
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    On the bus in the mornings my nose stings as it adjusts to the warmth I put my earbuds in the lights turn off and the streetlights beam through the condensation their orangey light burns the shadows flashing on the gray walls sometimes a silver-blue porch light will turn on and pour its...
  • Hot Topics > What Matters
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    In the middle of the night, he stumbles over what used to be. What is no longer there. The pavement is rough and cold beneath his feet and the sky is a gray blanket without a single hint of a star. The cars whirr past him with their bright lights and warm seats. The city below is dark as the rest of...
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    We drive up the winding grey road Feeling ourselves get lost within the green As if the trees will never end And hoping they never will As if this drive will never end And hoping it never will Time doesn’t exist out here Sometimes we’ll pass the river And see the deep blue fade into whi...
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    The day it snowed Was a really good day For the most part All the kids on the bus talked about sledding Or building a snowman And I just smiled Like there were people who wanted to build a snowman and sled with me, too. Then, the kids got off the bus, and excitedly ran home And then I go...
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    I am from the warm, soft morning light in the summer, where the dew drips from the tips of the wildflowers, where you can hear the river in the distance and the sun rises over the hills, pouring the warm egg-yolk light on us. I am from the ocean, whose waves shaped the way I see the world. I am from...
  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    Fire danced at my sand coated feet Below the darkening summer sky Darkness is not something you can cheat No matter how hard you hope or try There are black darkened coals And within their summery hearts There are hundreds of little punctured holes Time and time again, winter starts Like...
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    He became the crayon of alone. He colored himself to cover himself from what was really there....
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    He used to be the best dancer of all Now all he can do is sit in the wooden chair and watch the kids waltz....
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    When you broke my heart, I fell apart. I was an empty cup, waiting to be filled up. There was nothing but grey skies, and pain in my eyes. I tried to hide the pain inside, and I don't think anyone noticed. Did you know you broke my heart? Did you notice when I fell apart? I'm over i...
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    They've tied me to a post. I'm left to die. They turned their backs with no goodbye. They thought I wouldn't watch, but I could see everything through my tears. I loved them. Their laughter had been music to my ears. I gave up friends. I gave up hope. I gave up life. Without...
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    He is death. He is a gunshot, a knife, a car. He's in the ocean, on a building, in your room. He sits in your school, waiting for the boom. This man watches and waits. This man is the end, past the cemetery gates. He steps all over an innocent person. Cause of death: knife to the heart. ...

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