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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The walls of my house seem to be growing ever bigger. Expanding, With every secret I tell The halls ever lengthening, With every lie I whisper to myself. My house has become a maze. Cathedral ceilings And Twisting paths that lead back upon themselves Loops of thought entangled with regret. ...
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    I was raised in a world where the rules were different for women. Where the sign of an accomplished woman Was to have dinner on the table when her husband walked through the door. To have the laundry and sweeping finished so that she could spend the evening at her husband’s side. Hearing how...
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    The broken always find their way into churches, eventually. There is one every week. They sit at the back in the extra row of folding chairs pressed against the wall, just listening, sometimes trying to pray. Today it is the girl with the swollen belly and chipped finger nail polish, whose prayers t...
  • Hot Topics > What Matters
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    My parents wanted twins, so that we could always play together. Instead, they got us; my sister six years old, running in the backyard with her shiny new soccer ball and me at three trying to keep up on my toddler legs that had not yet become the lean legs of a child. That is how it has always been ...
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    What happens when our dreams are lost, Amid the waves of fear? What happens when to pay the cost, We lose what we hold near? That’s when we cling to hope and trust, That’s when we do what’s right; ‘Cause cling we will, and cling we must, To get through the dark night...
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    If after I am old and grown, When I have a daughter of my own, I will sit her down and tell her, All the things I wish I’d known. I will tell her all I learned From touching the fire and getting burned I will teach her from all my mistakes And impart the wisdom I have earned. Ye...
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    We wait, like children waiting for the rain to stop, anxious and impatient. Always looking to the next thing The next milestone, The next bit of happiness. There are millions of us, All sitting and waiting, Never seeing one another. We want adventure and love But we are afraid of t...
  • Hot Topics > What Matters
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    Looking back is always hard, because when we look back there is no hiding the truth. The things that were shoved under the rug in an attempt to justify the act, or to rectify the past, are drawn into the light. We fall on scarred hands, searching for the past we thought we knew. Sifting through the ...
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    I am a hundred different people. Each trying to be something they are not, each reaching to achieve a goal that someone else has set, each waiting to be called upon by others. Every “character” I play is woven intricately, made of tiny bits of truth mixed with many white lies. There is one thin...
  • Hot Topics > Bullying
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    Your words were knives, You threw each one with precision. A master. Each hit harder than the last, Each exactly where it hurt. “You are ugly.” You yelled from the ladder. “You are fat.” You whispered as we dipped our paintbrushes in the bucket. You waited, Pride in your eyes, ...
  • Hot Topics > Bullying
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    I am a puppet, Held up by threads, Frayed at the ends. The puppeteers are cruel people, All one hundred of them or so, They laugh and they joke, At my fat wooden body, My worn rag clothes My painted on smile. They pull my strings left and Right, Dragging me. They cut my stings, One By ...
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    How easy it is to forget, The pain her body suffers. How easy it is to forget, The wrinkles that show her age. How easy it is to forget, The little bit of time I have left with her. How impossible it is to forget, The love she has for me....
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    Darkness, It creeps, It crawls, Inching its way across the floor, Covering the sunlight with its shadows, Unyielding in its search for brightness Yet it consumes the very thing it longs to see Reaching out with inky claws, To suffocate the last bit of semblance of illumination Retiring th...

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