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  Ungratefulness

  

  By JoyousLife, Brooklyn, NY

  You just can’t please some people, she thought as she watched the retreating back, stiff and straight, with tight movement, as the hand slammed the door and the feet pounded. I was just trying to clarify, can’t she understand that? And then anger: Who does she think she is, anyhow? Remembe...
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  The Hurt I Feel; The Hope I Have

  

  By JoyousLife, Brooklyn, NY

  I’m sure you all know the feeling- the immense frustration that stems from knowing an undeniable fact while others insist on seeing things in a false, distorted way. We all know this feeling from when we are very young: when our sister convinces our mother that we hit her first and she is believed...
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  My Life of Distance

  

  By JoyousLife, Brooklyn, NY

  I could yearn for a state of unfeeling bliss, for the brush of ice's numb-cold kiss. After years of deceit The smell of rotting meat my dying life folding in the flames of my pain. I'd rather be the cool hard coal burnt out but unchanging buried but valuable. A pleasant surprise when a vein...
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  On Trail to the Trial

  

  By JoyousLife, Brooklyn, NY

  The Earth has not stopped swinging; when did it die? Like a man hanged orbits his rope, we follow the sun. Death waits distantly carrion crows cry the end dark’s car lights chase down the world to burn it. A child crying out in pain a race car speeding toward fame a grown man blush...