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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Dear God, I'm sorry I hid you under the floorboards next to the CD's my mom don't approve of, and for painting you red because red was in — not because it's the color of the words you spoke. I'm sorry for letting your name slip from my tongue next to the wo...
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    I honestly can't bring myself To undo this knot That clutches my throat like a Long-lost Lover But leaves me gasping for air Like the night you Left Chest a hollow cavity of Carnal remains And I can't help but notice How your hands move to my hips Instead of trying ...
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    there's a flicker of hope at the end of a matchstick that only i can understand and only you can taste it why do you light those cigarettes? which burn your finger- tips and cloud your judgment and the air, both but i never looked a blunt in the face, because it&#...
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    10:02 p.m. and i swear i've never seen a sky so beautiful, which whispers to me promises of cloud-spun dreams when my head kisses the pillow 11:30 p.m. and though my mum swore nightmares don't come if you fall asleep before darkness creeps, still i find myself holding ab...
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    it's been marinating in my stomach— roiling and churning— long past the expiration date, and i can't keep my teeth as cage bars any longer (lest they rot) so take this as it is, not as an anonymous complaint or a law suit to rob you, but as a cut i had to let breathe (band...
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    When I realized I still had some fight left in me I couldn't be satisfied any longer with idle mourning or the diagnoses for though I still felt my fingertips tremble with the night's desire I could stare at the sun and feel warm again instead of feeling exp...
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    To see endless possibilities as a playground for your imagination instead of an obstacle course is one of the most widely unappreciated gifts that a person can have, especially a writer, because that which does not leave you paralyzed in doubt sets your dreams in motion....
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    the clarity of countless anxieties takes me by the throat, and if they glimmer like stars, so do they flicker out at the touch of your hands, which cup each of my worries softly before blowing them out to make room for wishes...
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    You’re the scum on the pond surface, behind my house, that absorbs the sun’s radiance without allowing the water to glitter also and you’re the concealer I dab under my eyes that covers up the puffy ridges made by tear tracks, dried and salty like the promises you meant to keep ...
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    My mother, Bless her heart, Has told me since I could pick up a pen: "Do not write on yourself" Or not To write on my walls, because "It doesn't look good" But I think that's what they call Functional fixedness, And I think I'd much rather my daughter Treat her skin as pape...
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    I painted my walls black, And you asked if I was okay. But I've been down for months And you only noticed today? See, people look for a road sign, They can't read between the lines. So we learn to wear our sadness And muffle all that shines. For it doesn't seem to matter ...
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    no longer am I this little girl, hiding in the corner of a closet that's never been opened the exposure might kill me, but then again, I've spent my whole life preparing for the escape of my mind tired of living within myself, unable to scream even when I'm alone...
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    There is such charisma in a well-placed word; in the ease with which it rolls off the tongue like a waterfall of eloquence and sophistication. And I, for one, am no wordsmith. But if I were: Stars would burst from my mouth, bubbling over; frothing into your ear like a wine-g...
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    My toes curl in self-disgust and I can't help but fear you'll fall into these craters in my palms, carved by half-moon nails, clenched fists, shame. How are your feet? Are they steady and can they carry you far from me once you've seen past this white-lace fa...
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    not to be cliché, but her lips were petals in full bloom, and her smile pearls fresh from the ocean her slim hands held a monopoly on artistry and her imagination rivaled her wit, if not exceeded by grace was Alice not a fitting name? yet, "hi, I'm Alec!" slipp...
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    Goddamn, but how we go on and on about the importance of this, the significance of that; and while I, like any other bipedal mortal, strive to string my poems along in a way that strikes a chord among you; oh how effortless it is to become indifferent once you realize that the deno...
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    my skin is convoluted, marred by many lashings ichor leaks like maple syrup by my wounds the only part of me that is still holy and when my veins are dry, my mind is left left to follow close behind and say its bedtime prayers to a deaf God...
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    these streets move together, bodies close-pressed one and yet I feel the space between us I, your paramour you, my paradigm and as twilight falls on these unfamiliar faces, still I only see you in my mind...
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    Your tongue is caustic, felling men left and right, like buildings in the apocalypse of your affection, and I cannot fathom the depths of your blue eyes, which speak music to the heart yet drown me in apathetic seas....
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    her palms were the brontide of a bigger storm to come, the quivering dance on her flesh making her question his eyes, and when he spoke he spoke lightning, quickly and hot; his breath on her neck like friction between the most uncomfortable parts of her shame; so when they asked her,...
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    Her auric hair gleamed brighter by the glow of his smile, and if his touch burnt a little too hot, still she did not flinch even when his thumb went to caress her lips, and curled into a fist instead; he told her the purple looked lovely next to her gold- spun curls....
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    your morals are like baubles: collectable and interesting at first, but ultimately cheap and, I’ll probably find them at our neigh- borhood’s next garage sale...
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    3 a.m. on a Monday night, your words rive my skin like pavement when an earthquake strikes and I swear these fault lines will never piece perfectly back together leaving me in fragments, body parts like continents whose grounds will never again be walked by you because you’ve f...
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    Aberrance comes easily to Angels, Who have seen planes crash but Never fallen. And Michael surely loves Me, But his wings more. So where does the lesson learned Become a labyrinth with Your soul at the Finish? And how did this ever become A gambling game, oh God?...
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    i stare over the crystal blue precipie of your eyes, and attempt to fall head over heels, but you snatch my hand and pin me to the sky, saying that from Heaven I might see what the edge of the Earth looks like, and how falling is not love, but death...

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