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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    today i was filled with cotton candy. it was soft and sticky, but it wasn’t innocent. it started out as a thick white smoke, the tendrils of which coiled and uncoiled menacingly. i didn’t want to know what it felt like to have that untrustworthy vapor crowd in among my bones and organs and muscl...
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    It’s moving day. My mom picks my sister and I up from school. We take a new route to a new home. We drive down a new street and pull into a new driveway. I figure I’ll get used to it soon enough. I didn’t even have to change schools. The movers are transferring the last couple of boxes from th...
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    Every birthday that my sister and I celebrated at the house I grew up in involved some kind of outdoor tournament. My sister’s usually necessitated water since her birthday was in the summer, while everyone was bundled up in jackets for my autumn celebrations. My mom was in charge of almost everyt...
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    I jumped headfirst into speech & debate my sophomore year, and vowed that I would one day bring home trophy after trophy. I wanted to be good at something. I wanted to feel proud of myself. I worked hard, but saw that my duo partner, Michael, found more success in his individual event at one tou...
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    We sat packed in the brightly painted shuttle, the wheels of the vehicle giggling along the uneven, mountainous path. I sat between my mom and sister; my dad was in the row in front of us with one of the guides. The ride was a cacophony of stentorian Kiwi accents exchanging jokes and stories, rock m...
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    By the time we finished breakfast, people had already begun claiming spots within the gated enclosure. The anticipation of the night ahead was visible in every face we passed, local or tourist. The shops closed early and we returned to our hotel room in the afternoon, ready for the night of our live...
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    I was one of the last people in my second grade class to lose my two front teeth. There was nothing I wanted more than to sport that gummy gap for a couple of weeks. Fortunately, my best friend from down the street, Julia, was also in possession of those two baby teeth, and I felt better when she wa...
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    Ever since I can remember, I have been irrationally terrified of exactly two things: peering over a ledge even if the drop isn’t too far, and being submerged in the ocean. I’m not sure where the ledge thing comes from – I’m not afraid of heights, per say. I’ve ridden roller coasters and he...
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    I had never even heard of my soon-to-be favorite hero until first grade, when my recess buddy, Joshua, first mentioned that he was almost done reading the second book. Because Joshua and I bonded over pretending that we were dragons and fairies, he was astonished that I had never heard of The Boy Wh...
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    We used to call my dad “Explo-o-r-e-e-r,” drawing out the end of the word in a singsong as he led us across rocky terrain and through aspen trees that looked too perfect to be real. My sister and I would run our hands down the trunks of the aspens, removing a thin white powder that we applied to...
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    We made our way through the gates and the ambling crowd, on the lookout for our guide. A short, outdoorsy man in the khaki and cargo uniform approached us, introduced himself as Robert, and greeted us enthusiastically. Just like that, we began the tour. The Taronga Zoo seemed like any other I had...
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    I’ve heard it described As a tornado – So sudden and unexpected, Trampling everything in its wake Before disappearing just as quickly. But it’s also like a hurricane, Everything that the tornado is, And more. It tosses you about, water crushing your lungs, Until the sun returns and ...
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    All four windows, Sunroof, Hatchback. Music too loud. Hair in my eyes, My nose, My mouth. Soon it’s in knots. I don’t care. This feeling, This moment, This truth – So perfect. So ephemeral – It will never be here again. But sempiternal – It never ends. A cosmic feeling, ...
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    I’m not sure what I look like. I’ve never actually seen myself. Sure, I’ve seen photographs, and somehow I label some as good and others as bad. This one makes my hair look good. This one makes me look fat. But a photograph is a split second Of a soul in constant motion. A simp...
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    My self worth is fragile. Never will I feel that I am truly wonderful. But I think now Hope is lost. It would be wrong to claim that All is well. I feel that My efforts are fruitless. I am foolish to believe that I stand a chance Against my demons. Now is the time to fight My naivety. ...
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    The white expanse sits, Waiting. I follow the hidden signs To the entrance between the trees. I begin. I follow the tracks freshly created By the snowboards in front of me. Rich greens and glowing whites weave together In a blur of color. The sharp, cool wind fills my lungs And surges ...
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    I learned how to swallow them With M&M’s; That way, I could pretend that the little yellow pills With the strange numbers printed on them Were sweet. But they were not. Sometimes I left them on my tongue for too long And felt the unpleasant bitterness Fester on my tas...
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    We arrived in the rain, The tiny, piercing droplets Making the air heavy And enhancing the smell Of the close-cropped green courtyard. It added an authentic medieval feel To the ancient castle Whose duty it was To house us modern Americans In the idyllic English countrys...
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    I don’t notice the soft music Until I suddenly do. The tea is as pure As anything I’ve ever tasted, The ice forming condensation on the glass And perfect little rings on the paper menu. I take a sip – black tea, lemon, mint, Or maybe ginger, even. I sprinkle in some organic cane su...
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    You’re instantly drawn to him. He’s physically attractive, But it’s his personality That keeps you seeking his company. He’ll loyally follow you anywhere. He’ll hug and kiss you until You can’t possibly be sad anymore. He tells you of his past And you want to take all his pain aw...
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    She holds the group together— The self-assured voice of reason. Endlessly giving. Hilarious and adorable. You never want her hugs to end. Not an ounce of selfishness Resides in her heart. You can’t help but love her. Friends with anyone and everyone, But she makes you feel special. She...
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    She’s a girlfriend to everybody. Cute and flirty and beautiful But boyish at the same time. You want her As a best friend Or a girlfriend. She’s endearing, self-deprecating, And unconditionally loving. You miss her when she’s gone. You need her approval. You crave her affection Beca...
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    No one knows more than him How frustratingly mysterious he is. He reeks of cigarettes. You hate it but you love it. He sees your heart. Sometimes he uses it to his advantage, But you don’t mind Because he’ll make you feel Like a million bucks. But only after he’s confused you so much ...
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    The nomadic spirit within me grows restless. It is used to moving on before I can decide. Ready or not. It is always one, two, five steps ahead, Ready for the next stage. And it's pretty charismatic. So I listen to it; I move quickly. I never linger in one stage for too long. On to ...
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    the feeling spurs the action; a simple cause and effect. that’s all it is, really. biochemistry. nothing more. but its link to emotion and its role as an outlet make it something else entirely. how can an act so simple represent such complex feelings? first comes the lump in your throat...

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