Posts
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Where Life Begins
I never thought I'd be 16
nor thought the grass would still be green.
At 5 I met my oldest friends
who I still talk to now and then.
At 6 and 7, all through 10
Nostalgic blurs remain of them.
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Eros' Arrow
When Eros shoots the heart of one
The piercing point of Beauty’s son
Borne of love and lust and loss
To pine for one’s a lover’s cost.
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The Paper Sailboat
Regret has many meanings, and this time I feel it strong
For "love" can be the right word, and yet so very wrong.
I've kept all boats tethered, left none to sail away
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The Genie
If you had a genie in a bottle
and it told you that you could make any 3 wishes
You would not wish for gold
you would not wish for riches
you would not wish for fame.
You would wish for wars to end
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The Blue Glass Vase
Two plastic plants, a blue glass vase of dead flowers, and a cactus. The cactus is the only living thing left of the four, and lucky it is, for it gives me hope that I can at least keep that alive.
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What I Learned This Year In School
Even your favorite subject can be your hardest.
Even the "smart ones" will fail.
Even good grades become futile.
Even a textbook won't teach you.
Loves
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Confession
the contents of the atlantic
are tucked behind my ear.
the other isles have oozed into my hair
parasitcally working their way down my throat
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The Loss of a Songbird
As I step into the wood
I hear nature’s song, oh so good
The song of a small bird,
he fills the world without a word
At the peak of a sweet crescendo,
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New feeling
There’s this new feeling
It’s a very different feeling
But it’s a good feeling
I thought I had this figured out
But like Icarus with the sun
I still had no idea what would be done
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sunshine vs. gold
You told me I was made of pure sunshine
I tried to believe you
I did
I promise
But how can I be sunshine
When she is made of pure gold
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The French of the Trench
Le François de la Tranchée
With my stomach on the ground, I look over the parapet and into the trench. Nobody could be seen.
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Not yours
Women’s bodies are not yours for the taking
Not your land that’s up for sale
Not your home to destroy
Not your food to fill your belly
Take your greed elsewhere please