Unrequited love through a poem titled, “Colorful Game Booth.” By Ana Surguladze, a poetry editor with Flora Fiction.
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Lady Thunderteeth
I can’t even handle chaos offbeat,coming from the endless loop of uncertaintyI thrive,just by knowing when your time to leave arrives.If others had the hiding spot for their thoughts about me,you won’t get the chance.I memorized how to calculate feelings from hesitant, completely pale, glance.My teeth barricades thunder that comes in words,step out of your…
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Rebirth
Violet tree grows next to my bed,and I lay staring through the vibrancy of its color.If bees are to fly around one day,I hope they sting me, hurt me, I hope they find their way.I have to be born again,because this is how I drained,I’m guilty of spilling my briskness all over the place.I want…
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Tender Firecrackers
