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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    How many gun shots will it take For you to dismantle your pride And take your pistol Out of your own mouth, Lay it on the side And call it illegal?...
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    Six a.m. and the morning leans To kiss the night; The streests are full of stars And sleepwalking business suits.   The citrus woman With peroxide blonde hair And peroxide blonde fingers If she spoke I imagine it would sound Like lemon trees and smoke Her cigarette burns holes...
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    One day Someone will invent the word for books which are beautiful and hurtful and hateful at the same time. Bibliomortem. And one day Someone will invent the word for the taste of cheese on toast. Caseusromanorum. And one day Someone will invent the word for being too many different...
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    Epiphany might be January 6th But mine came today As I walked to the bus stop in the half-light And I realised that I Never Really Feel Anymore And the thought scared me because I suddenly realised That I'd taken to living life wth all lines disconnected I look upon each mom...
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    They were broken children Their scissored minds ran them In spirals Until they sat with crossed legs And crossed lips Trying to press themselves flatter Under the paperweight of depression They were cut-strings marionettes Who danced In an attempt to wring calories From thei...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    I grew up in what was later labeled for me as une famille anglaise typique. My brother, parents, and I were a close-knit unit, and we Loved each other with the Love typically attributed to our nuclear state. I’ve always found it funny and convenient that “nuclear” is a word used...
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    I suppose I must smell a little like The toxic aftertaste Of all my wasted dreams And a little like The strawberry lip gloss I try to hide them in. I suppose I must smell a little like The acid, boiled-out sweat Of all my ballet classes And a little like The satin pink trapp...
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    I suspect that this is going to be one of those things that isn't possible but I was wondering whether, at some point, the set up for submitting videos will change to accept non-youtube entries. As a budding dancer, I would love to be able to share footage and get feedback on it like I can wit...
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    The April 2014 issue was an event of many firsts: it was my first Teen Ink magazine, my first publication irreversibly on paper, and my first realization of my unextraordinariness. On top of this it was also a chance to wonder at the writing of other teens, especially “I Like/I Hate” by Sami ...
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    There are many reasons why I would like to have Michael Gove’s face on a punch bag in my room. The general all-encompassing one is that I feel it may spark a hitherto unsuspected boxing career. In an ideal world, having finessed my talent, I would have a go at the man himself but I fear this might...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    “I like to keep my schoolbooks In color order; Honestly, I’m so OCD!” Honestly? I’d pity you, but I haven’t time. My time is caught On the grated, raw skin On the backs of his hands From the incessant washing, Cleansing, purging, eradicating, As h...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    i sharpened my pencils Into stubs And watched graphite bruises Fall to the floor. i liked destroying. i sharpened my tongue Honed a blade And watched it cut your wrists To match mine. i liked destroying; It meant i wasn't the only one Who was destroyed....
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    You said: “I’m sick of poetry. I bet the first poet was pissed But they all just copied him.” I said that Poetry wasn’t like that It was words spilling From an overfilled glass; They staggered and slurred On the page until They seemed to have a meaning. And you said: “Exactly....
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    Each morning You add another layer to your mask, Eat another grain of eyebrow, Bruise the fringes of your lids a little darker Are you so afraid of your beauty That it must be swaddled? You singe you scalp, And dye your lips So that colours crumb in the creases. Sometimes I wonder; Do you ...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    “I’m not going to begin with introductions because I don’t like my age.” “It reminds me of how old I am.” “When do you become old? – I was thirteen.” “Who made this bus yours?” “Don’t ‘f*** school’; ...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    Bleed brain on paper Inscribe its dark truths in ink Then come fire. Devour....
  • Reviews > Book Reviews
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    I knew it was a book; books have a distinct feeling in your hands no matter what they have been wrapped in, a feeling of malleable weightiness – heavy with promise. I removed the sticky tape, inching it away in an attempt to preserve the Christmas trappings but it refused to cooperate and my impa...

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