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  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    Picking petals Off the flowers wilting The thorny nettles And their spines melting Into my mind The thoughts are woven The cogs grind But words are not oft spoken Memories remembered Thoughts scattered My mind unhindered His bones shattered I wince and weep, embracing my mother All the...
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    Roughly cramming my things into the back seat of my mothers shiny purple sedan, I took my seat. Not a word was said as we gently took off, the cars tires gliding on the gritty pavement. We made it to the highway, semi's and motorcycles loud engines buzzing past as we sped south. A light drizzle...
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    Shifting around in the uncomfortable cot I was laying on, I reached up to scratch my head. It itched really quite awfully. As I was about to rake my nails across my scalp, I felt it. A thick sliver of metal was jutting from my skull, the back of it shaped into two horns. A wrench. There was a wrench...
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    Choking on my own mucus and lumps of hard, dried blood, I stagger aimlessly to the bathroom. My thick soled boots slap the grey tile flooring as I tumble through the lavatory door. I take my hand from my nose, deep red blood pouring and dribbling from both nostrils. Wetting my hands, I catch myself...
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    Sit on the floor stare at the wall pour your life into your hands you feel the world crumble walls are rebuilt life reset the flowers bud the snow falls the trees leap fauns play feelings flood your only escape closing your hands trees burn flowers wilt snow melts fauns sicken t...
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    Cold. I have always loved the cold. Winter is my favorite season by far, and has been since I was eight. My first kiss, first taste of canned peaches, and first love all in this icy time of year. The stinging wind hitting my cheeks; my body bundled in warm coats and various bits of fabric; The disti...
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