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• Poetry > Free Verse
  If the music box could speak…

  

  By LitamousMistruse, Portland, OR

  I lit those smoke signals for you first, but maybe we were both pulling at the same string, plucking our way through a language of love knots and forget-me-not flowers. When they wilt, don’t take it as a sign of sadness, take it as a sign for something new. It is just the Earth preparing for...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Wait It Out

  

  By LitamousMistruse, Portland, OR

  They say I’m a winner but I don’t believe that sh*t. I’m just a chicken dinner on a TV dish. I’m rotting away on a sofa watching better kids, but the bitterness in me brings out the best there is. So I say I’ll steal this show, this is my spotlight, its where I’m supposed to go. ...
• Fiction > Romance
  I loved her since the summer.

  

  By LitamousMistruse, Portland, OR

  I could not stop thinking about her perfectly fabricated lips dancing up and down whispering silent love lullabies as the night shrank to just us laying under a canopy of fireflies. One airplane ride I crunched my face together to stop myself from crying as I wrote prose about her that I knew she...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Grandpa’s Study

  

  By LitamousMistruse, Lake Oswego, OR

  Decked out With modern 50’s décor, So warm and colorful The bright shades All complement Each other And when I’m in there, My ears are filled With The ticks of all The clocks Talking. Tocking. Tick-tock....
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  Inside

  

  By LitamousMistruse, Portland, OR