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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    He has the cutest dimples. His face lights up when he smiles, White teeth against dark skin. Biggest flirt around, I tell him. You're a heartbreaker. Cutest brown eyes that I can lost myself in. His hugs feel amazing, Like he'll never let go. He's horrible and amazing at the s...
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    I met you in May. I don't know how we got Like this. I am addicted to you. Your smile is enough to quicken My pulse. We've had our stupid fights, But somehow I keep going back To you. What is it about you That always makes me want to go back For more? We've done our share ...
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    Yesterday he showed me his bruises. Pulled his sweater up and underneath his breast They were scattered across his ribcage like a Little patch of violet rorschach tests. He said, "Just because I can't crawl inside you That doesn't mean I'm not your parasite." ...
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    i loved him like a brother--our summerbeautifulwarm world of swing sets at buchanan and skatehop pizza and cold rootbeer. watching tv on his couch, frigid air conditioning during summer heat: cracking silly inside jokes that no one understood but me. teardrippingcheeks, the word on my ton...
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    Malonina jumped up from where she had been crouching and ran down the stairs, slipping on the wet floor that her mother had been scrubbing only minutes ago. She ran to the front door and opened it, and ran right into Kalin, Feredella's friend. He reached out a hand to steady her. “Malonina...
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    Mother seemed worried, about what, Malonina did not know. Mother seemed anxious, and Malonina guessed that wherever she and Kealana went once a week in the evening was making her nervous. Malonina ground the grain with her grinding-stone, putting more force in the task than was necessary. She hat...
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    Once upon a time, in a deep jungle, there was a village with small, grass-roofed huts. In each hut lived a small family, gathering in the one-roomed dwelling only to eat and sleep. Only the wealthy and powerful families—very few—lived in large, roomy two- to four-story mosaic-tiled mansions. ...

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