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  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    August 5th, 1990 Turns out, the world has teeth; and it can bite you whenever it feels necessary. It had been a hot day in July, the sun beating down on us as we squinted so our eyes created two half-moons. It was me and you back then, swinging our legs off wooden docks in lakes where Papa and Nan...
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    You are the novel I write from midnight to dawn during snowstorms. Where fears are left of their mason jars, and I am free for my words to form themselves As they drip from the tips of my fingers; Forming a story I have seldom to speak of Beneath blank pages of a book dedicated to my vagabo...
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    She was a wild child, Flowers blooming within her irises, Their vines to thread between the ivory rib cage to her vagabond heart. She was captivated by the stars scattered above her. Opinionated as the moon, Soft as the sky, She ran to the meadow she had known as a child, Where she d...
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    Perhaps I chose poetry Because of how I see Everything In such painstaking detail; Because of how my Restless mind Springs, unfurling its tinkering thoughts At the slightest kiss of Warmth still lingering On a fragment of a breeze, Wandering between tomorrow, now, and then. Crossing a bre...
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    We read the milkey way with our bare thoughts, our frail spines lying against the dew of the grass beneath us Weaving a conversation strung like the stars scattered in the ivory blanket above us, While they whispered to the moon Speaking of comet children, With stardust to fall with every c...
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    A novel is written within the depths of your irises; A smile that plays upon a happy boy, One with black hair and creme-colored skin. His eyes beg to tell the hidden sadness. Once his heart cracked open, He patched himself together before any one of us could quite comprehend. His trac...
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    Her dreams take her to a hidden yearning; one where the clacks of a typewriter lull her to slumber. Her heart, she cracks before sleeping, leaving fossilized memories to wander away from her vagabond love. The memories bring forth a dark fog which wraps itself lost lovers and fragments of her br...
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    Shards of you seem to always be getting stuck Beneath the film of my chest’s memories. I am dizzy with expectations, Thoughts teetering on the edge of my tongue Like imbalanced ballerinas. Permanent stars are etched along the ivory bars of my ribcage With stardust to powder a vagabond he...
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    Pages eroded to ash in the worn palms of the young girl’s hands, A cackling fire to taunt the poor child, As she wore a crown of thorns upon her delicate head. The books’ words imprinted themselves onto her dry hands, Burning their sorrows in her fingertips. “Winter is brewing inside of...
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    We ran into the sea, not allowing tides to crash upon us nor currents to tangle themselves within our legs. The night's ivory blanket bled shooting stars as we reached into the sky to collect morsels of the Milky Way. Our hearts cracked open, as the last of the light licked our pale fac...
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    Eyes enthrall; Pupils dilating to capture the ocean in view. As she looses herself in the irretrievable horizons. I saw the rocks as they sat helplessly; Being clashed upon by serrated waves. No longer were grains of oceans being tossed as paper in a storm. Salt stung at open wounds, ...
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    I am etched with iron, Solid droplets thudding With the bitter after taste of metallic chains. My ribs are the cage To a wanton heart With flowering vines to snake Through the ivory bars of a prison cell. My bones are as old as the dinosaurs themselves, Swollen marrow wilting beneath falter...
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    Dear Queen Illusion, Where are your thoughts when your farewell (strange as stardust) Is discarded and folded Across napkins. Set me free, For I am no heroine; Only a staged heart-handler Wearing a crown, Not upon my head....
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    Her fingers bled unspoken words, Watched as they fell from the ends of her hands, Forming mounds of nonsense against smothered paper. The words glanced with glee Upon the paper, As they worked themselves to form what could never be said. They has escaped from the cage where she locked them, J...
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    Cracked mirrors are the result of all the pent up emotions that decided to break something when they broke out. Sometimes mirrors are the only things that are worth hitting, because sometimes they’re the only things that see. So dear cracked mirror, I’m sorry I broke your shell, but kn...
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    Sometimes Amidst all the fog and sand I stare aimlessly into the desolate mirror, counting my freckles as they splatter across my nose and trail under my eyes. I squint my eyes so they create two half moons I try to see beyond what lays in plain sight. So far, all I have to look at is the tree ...
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    Today is the last day of the month, And yet the end of the week as well. I have my lock on the fence at the bridge; That fence lined with all those other rusted locks with hearts doodled in with black sharpie As if their own hearts weren’t obvious enough shown on their sleeves. My lock...
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    There came a day With windows cracked open , Leading sun to come in where moon stays to hide. There came a girl yonder Who ran down to greet the sun and moon with a small palm of seeds. Sun and mood did not comprehend the young creature’s act So, instead They had nature to grow...
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    Night after night Day after day Week after week Month after month She waits on the train Watching as girls turn into women and boys into men. Children grow and are born Within the taunting years that flake away. She keeps her position; Hand in hand sitting on her lap Wrinkles from ye...
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    .. Like Honey and Cough Syrup cough syrup; trails thick and serene, dark and desolate, sickly and sweet. honey; flows slow and golden, catching sunlight sought from darkness. Feelings so sweet and slow they falter and thrash about, shattering all among. Glass shards flattering and fragile...
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    I learned from my mother how to love the living, to have plenty of vases on hand in case you have to rush to the hospital with peonies cut from the lawn, black ants still stuck to the buds. I learned to save jars large enough to hold fruit salad for a whole grieving household, to ...
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    Trees trace so As ants in an anthill. Just kids, We swung slim buckets of choke cherries from our wrists. The trees are passer-by’s; Pedestrians. Mercurial Damp light With flat orange moons Against velvet navy-blue sky. The ongoing catastrophic files put away; Bruised...
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    Isn’t it lovely How the ocean will always Crawl back to shore No matter how many times they are separated. I have old jam jars full of lost fragments of sea glass And shells. During the night When the hours drip past I’ll unlock my shelter And let the ocean shush me to slee...
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    I’m a strange bird. Who sleeps with shades pulled up So the street lights can flicker on bedroom walls And cars can run through rain And hush us to sleep. Their lights spotting through windows. I am a strange bird Who cries when she thinks about growing up and leaving the ones we l...
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    we are selfish creatures we want the rain and when it rains we complain because we forgot the umbrella or simply because it’s not sunny enough to go down the beach we want a lover and when we have one we take them for granted we want a house and when we get a home we destroy it, vandalize it, w...

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