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    Virgo's are meant to be earth signs. I've read it on every quasi astrological website, every monthly horoscope: I'm supposed to feel some connection to the dirt beneath my feet. Maybe because I'm named after the moon or, maybe because I was raised in a massive city where the cele...
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    Red tree leans over Like its mother burning bush God is hiding there....
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    zookeeper stretched her heart agape & with eyes she bade him in. He purred at first so gently Before he rumbled at his whim. His sharp incisors sweetly slipped Past her muscle and her bone To tear those tender tendons From the heart he called his home. He licked his love stained whis...
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    Hot, sticky-soft bruises on my lips ?? from when sacred germs passed through ?? holy mouth-to-mouth. ? And now you’re home purging, ??festering in your own sick-bed, contemplating ?? the mystery of bacteria and with what grace they swim and??spread like sweet saliva gifts. ??Now thereâ€...
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    "We are so very tired" Whispered the winter tress as they hobbled back from their nightly walks And shoved themselves into Earth uprooted Creaking and moaning they sighed With the cool wind of the rising sun To let the sleeping day begin....
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    It hung heavy this morning drowning out the distant Sun soaking the green in soft wet grey still yet in constant motion It shrouded buildings faces cars not yet smoke and not yet air the cloudy condensation choked yet released my lungs It sat low upon our uniformed shoulders as thoug...
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    I'm so attracted To this Neobohemian counterculturistic Individualist Type of writing So hard and mean and true the Man could never understand That this trembles beneath the skin of the youth I'm in love with Bukowski With darkly lit Los Angeles rooms And Hookers from the second floo...
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    She sits hunched over, keeled over in her seat Her head hangs limply on her broken shaken knees. she is small and broken but the stench is wide and strong her hair is dyed blonde under a baseball cap and over urine stained jeans that lead to the puddle of p--- at her feet ...
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    When I was a kid I drew pictures of clocks tick tock, tick tock And the floor was cold so I always wore socks when I ran to the door just to wait some more and to cry some more and I felt like I wanted to die some more but I couldn't So in fourth grade I wrote poems on tea...
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    It's no secret to me or any others like me, that "homeschooling" has negative connotations in our society. Although the law only demands that a child receives a sufficient education, society demands that we attend school. As a home schooled student, I cant help but question this neg...
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    It is late and you are so tired. You can't help but hear the enraged screams of your parents from the other room. You lift the pillow over your head in a feeble attempt to drone out the sounds, but it does no good. The shouts are slowly becoming more fearful; pleading and they are coming closer. ...
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    I can remember a time when we were happy. When I would be able to look at pictures of us and smile. When I could afford to remember. I had never seen it as a luxury before. But now I lost the will to bring back even the slightest memory. It all just hurt too much. Occasionally his face will flas...
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    “Alec!” I screamed as they encircled him, leaving no chance of escape. For a fleeting moment I saw his eyes. They weren’t begging for help, or full of fear. His eyes, locked with mine only translated one thing: Run. There was a sharp screech, and then all was silent except for t...

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