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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    She sits down on the smooth piano bench, fingers hovering over the keys, arching forward, anticipating the sweet cascade of notes like a sip of water on a blazing summer day. But at the bench, she stills. her eyes dart around the white walls, her teeth nibble her lip. she adjusts her position...
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    they haunt me, those words I wrote down in twelve point font, the faded sepias, the muted grayscales do nothing to hide the color just waiting to burst forth. what will I do if they break free of their monochromatic cages? bloom into mustard daffodils and ketchup roses? splatter all over the c...
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    You and I, we are diametrically opposite points of a tan rubber band, worn from use, there are harsh lines on the edges blue black gray, like bruises on creamy smooth skin. we stretch the rubber incessantly, the skin groans as it extends – echoed by the grunt of the dam as it struggles to ...
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    Three years ago, I was writing stories with exotic premises, magic based on eye color: amber for scuffed work boots, intricate sword hilts, robes whisking dust in the air with combat gray for mist, the clouds caressing the surface of a crystal ball, gently revealing the future – stea...
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    It is 11 am and the world looks like it has gone to sleep The pittering rain sings a gentle lullaby; soft waves of mist envelop oak trees in a silken blanket. I step outside my slumbering house, Opening my bright purple umbrella the white polka dots shine against the sombre forest of olive...
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    the lawn smells of sunshine and dandelion seeds, she remembers tearing into the bright yellow puffs, her fingers are stained with sun and grass and flower, her white dress is marked with dirt – she is Nature’s child now. she stretches her arms, long fingers gracefully sweeping gently like...
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    looking out from the steps I can hardly tell the world is curved. sweet piano notes drift mutedly across the stuffy air; it is as if a blanket has been draped over the world, hiding us from prying eyes – we are a basket of props forgotten in a corner of the stage. but where does the music c...
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    Her smile is a quick upturn of lips, a blasé pink that shimmers in the light, while he is looking down at the script, and then her smile decides to go take flight. It happens too quickly for him to tell, when he looks up, her lips are in a scowl, tumultuous feelings she decides to quell – ...
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    Your lips bleed crimson as they bite into a croissant of fluff and of golden brown lipstick dribbles down like droplets of dew, coasting the pastry in a scarlet gown. Your glazed azure eyes always glare about, your long white nails tap on your coffee cup, I’m suddenly consumed by swirls o...
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    Gossamer silks rustle softly, dancing away with the mischievous breeze silk and velvet ribbons flutter like butterflies, pointed shoes – fly away to neverland, darling. I see you when you arrive....
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    The gauzy curtains shine with golden light as the sun dances through our silhouettes, but it never quite reaches his face. His arms are crossed tightly into an oversized coat with greasy stains, his sharp chin juts forward – he is all sharp angles and clean lines. Dark red circles adorn...
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    She can’t say it straight out, so she says it in metaphor. She’s balancing on a tightrope between acknowledgment and ignorance, and she doesn’t know which side she should choose. What if he doesn’t fell the same way? What if she missed a turning point, a climax in the story of her life, b...
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    She sees the note taped to her door her name written in a boyish scrawl and she freezes in fear. The first thing she notices is that he spelled her name wrong. But since when was that new? People did it all the time. Only her friends – a few perceptive classmates – know how to spell her...
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    What is a “friend”? A smiling icon on your Facebook profile? A signature in your yearbook? … I have a friend with dark chocolate locks and a toothy smile. We met at the very beginning of school. I was shy and bashful, she, gregarious and charming. We ended up chatting away at Orientat...
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    day one. He’s walking with a friend, speaking in Japanese, when he hears someone behind him remark, "We should speak in Canto right now, make them feel excluded like we do." The rough American accent cuts through the air like a knife. His back stiffens, and he stops talking in the ...
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    i. the scent of grass so sharp slicing through the blanket of sun that smells like warmth so safe the rain will come soon it always does and with it the heavy smell of her tears mixed in with grass and cement it's a chorus that sings just slightly off tune but the notes are still as...
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    The sky is bluish purple like a watercolor painting and the trees are dramatically silhouetted, as if drawn by thick pastels. Leaves catch the light, a yellow crayon, and a lamp throws dark charcoal shadows over the small bench. I stand behind the bench, a girl in pastel white and a...
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    We are like individual grains of sand – it is the rain that decides where to fall and bring us together....
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    My memories are crinkled at the edges like old photographs, back when they were still black and white, Friends giggling lazily on the stairs, dangling off the railings. His smile as he waves and his navy and red baseball cap. Twinkling laughs, pulling me along to bathe in the sunshine - - ...
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    You sparkle when you talk to him, and he sparkles too. If I squint my eyes, I can see it, I can see two glittering stars that have fallen out of the sky. Irreversibly broken, yet they still wink cheerily. You're blindingly perfect when you're with him. How could anyone else ...
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    She chatters, gesturing excitedly. I nod along, eyes drifting away. Her voice slides right by my silence. How do I tell her that With you, I am always trapped in a glass box. I try vainly to read the flicker of your eyes and your moving lips, but to no avail. We are water and fir...
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    The bus rolls along under a bridge, and I remember tumbling down the slide in the neighborhood playground. Rusted green, the bright plastic slide curved and dipped precariously. It had a covering on top, blocking out the sun. I would cry as my body was jostled from side to side. I was as fa...
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    Even though the window is closed, I can still hear the howling wind as it gusts through the bare trees. Snow is falling behind those thick paisley curtains. I can see the thick flakes drizzling over the roads, as if being poured from the hands of the clouds. The air is warm inside; the heate...
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    Pinpricks of ice settle on my skin, stabbing like knives, I shudder from the sensation, the ice that never melts spreads, grasping my arm firmly in its talons, spindled threads that sparkle dimly. Jarred, I jolt and shiver, but my addled hands do not respond, fingers stay splayed open, crys...
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    Bounding down the stairs, I flew out of the door, jacket opening outward like a pair of dusky gray wings. I needed to hand a paper to my teacher; it was an urgent matter. Usually, I would not be outside so late in the afternoon. Jumping down the steps, I halted in the middle of a leap, feet sti...

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