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  The Photograph

  

  By lametrostar, New York, NY

  “This is fun isn’t it?” I prodded him with the rolled up paper stick of my cotton candy, feeling the sickly pink sugar melt in my mouth, sweet for a moment and then tauntingly vanished. He shrugged and looked down at the ice cream cone in his hand, a little white snotty dribble leaking over...
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  The Absence of Light

  

  By lametrostar, New York, NY

  It was in the dark that he used to come to me. Like a dream, like a fantasy. I would lie in my narrow bed, tossing and turning. Everything would always come rushing back to me then. Not because I had shoved it to the back of my head throughout the day for safekeeping, but because there was nothing I...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  A New Hell

  

  By lametrostar, New York, NY

  I’m dreaming Of a new place Searching For stranger To start time again. The minutes are warped I’ve heard these words before These words before. And they’ve forgotten How to fix clocks here In this place. Some don’t mind Living on rewind But I need someone new To jumpstart th...
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  Hello My Name Is. And I'm An Addict.

  

  By lametrostar, New York, NY

  I’m sitting here trying to remember. Not that I could ever forget our amazing conversations, with the perfect words at just the right times. Or how this thick and fluffy blanket of comfort would settle on me whenever I sat down next to you. Or the soft flannel of you shirt rubbing against my face ...
• Poetry > Song Lyrics
  Smile Like You Do

  

  By lametrostar, New York, NY

  I’m tired of being Another teenage cliché And if I truly believed Maybe I’d pray But all I know is it’s never happening to me I’m watching life go by on a movie screen Chorus: I’m sick of being the best friend The one you tell all your secrets to I’d rather you just hold my...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  To My College Advisor (or Rabbi)

  

  By lametrostar, New York, NY

  Stop asking. Stop staring. You’re demanding. What I don’t have. I’m lost In a void of confusion Tell me What you want to hear Teach me What I should say Turn the spotlight off I’ve forgotten how to pray. I can’t explain My moral code I don’t know When my inner peace Wil...
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  My True Love

  

  By lametrostar, New York, NY

  Love is awkward, love is weird. It confuses, it defies, it ignores all your plans. It is quick to screw up and quick to regret. It trips and falls, it hurts and bleeds. Love stares you in the eye and dares you to give up. But love is love, and for some reason, it’s all we want. She couldn’t h...
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  Always

  

  By lametrostar, New York, NY

  Every time she smiled, he remembered Jamie’s smile. When he brushed her cheek with his hand, in his mind’s eye he was brushing Jamie’s soft cheek, caressing it with all of his love. Every time she laughed her high-pitched staccato laugh, he remembered Jamie’s rather low and flowing one. When...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Journey

  

  By lametrostar, New York, NY

  Every Stone New wounds raised On raw, aching souls. Skim this Earth With unheeding feet, Your heart’s rhythm Beating in your ears The pain will not tear them Till you’ve left This shadowy land And the salve of Your feat’s completion Soothes all The journey’s blisters....
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  The Way Home

  

  By lametrostar, New York, NY

  Getting lost used to be so easy. When Tony and I would go biking on hot, dusty, Sunday mornings, we would ride for hours, up and down the random alleyways, turning around only at dead ends. Just us and the smooth spinning of tires on pavement, and the soft breeze which provided so much relief on tho...