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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I tread lightly when I talk about him. When a knife slices an apple, it makes a very clean cut. And there’s exactly two things you can clearly hear. The sound of the blade against the core of the fruit. Fleshy, swift, gliding smooth. Cutting deep. And the sound of the blade against t...
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    When I was a toddler, I lived in a glass cube. Pressed to a transparent face. I watched rays of light reflect off the six surfaces. And each molecule of light atomized in front of me. By the time I reached my teenager years, the cube seemed evanescent. It had broken and shattered. And often...
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    A cosmos of emotion in a pair of eyes. She drifted with breathless elegance. Chiffon trailing behind her. Leather bound sandals, supple against the severity of the Middle-Eastern sun. Slender hands—no rings, but she trailed behind a man. Strands of brown hair peeked out of the scarf th...
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    She was born from dreams Buoyed up on the winds of a whisper On the plump red lips of fairies With golden splendor and dark vigor Dancing along the roads of minds In dresses that flowed outward Hugging her waist and thus disembarking Clouds for eyelashes and ink blots for brows Her eyes sphe...
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    Maybe your teeth are actually 32 little daggers Maybe you stab the air as you speak Maybe you spew ice as you criticize I know people take a long time to get ready in the morning And they stand in front of the mirror Looking at the themselves, wondering if they look good enough And I will tell y...
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    Lately we had been fighting Exchanging iron fists with our eyes Wrath burning, in our story we were writing Our hearts seething as we heard their cries Exchanging iron fists with our eyes Mouths sewn shut with needles and pins Our hearts seething as we heard their cries A jaw filled with wo...

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