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I am well worn, thumbed through, creased at the edgesAlways stuck on the same page, always mid-sentence,I can neither avert my eyes, turn thoughts, nor paperFor it is my life’s work, knowing something of what’s gone beforeBut no clarity as to what comes nextI live in the now of uncertaintyNo future, beyond skittish dreamsMy imprint…
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Smiling into the morning’s faceI lie under a tree Listening to birds With my eyesI kiss the crooked treefull of rounded fruits A happy crowd held in friendly arms I can do what I wantI watch the river flow Don’t be a slave, don’t be a foolshe speaks to mewhile I cry tears of joy…
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Just to the left of the dying lavender,there is a castle of a web, fit fornothing short of a king. That’sjust what I expect the spider is, too: a king.His galt is royal, regal, intentional.He spins crystalline twine day after nightafter day, laying each ivory wing to his thronecarefully, one after another. I suspectthat he…
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Inspired by the TV series, This Is Us It startswith anervousbreakdownand endswith across countryroad trip. Do I remain drivento the point ofachieving anunreachableperfection… Or do I gorgeon my defenses? Do I holdmyself responsiblefor my lack of security? One that is:lostcharredexhausted. Could I findthat soulconnection? Addictionsmay one dayconsume me,but I willbe strong enoughto pull openthe lidsof…
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Soft, lazy afternoons in quiet neighborhoods, where childrenPlay innocent games.Mothers watch, contented, idyllic lifeScenic pictures of another day in paradise. Large, comfortable homes perched on lofty hillsidesSit majestically, overlooking a sea of lightsAs late evening sneaks past crystal lakes.Soft light glows from bedroomsWhere children are tucked in to sleep, safe and secure. Street scenes, a…
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Twenty-six. Twenty-seven.Twenty Twenty. Twenty Twenty-One.You’ve crossed the river Styxand have entered hell. Oh, how uneventful. How sad.Did you expect fireworks?With all that has happened,did you think it was over? A year older, you feel the same,only to realize it’s been over half a decadesince you’ve graduated (college that is).It’s getting harder to lose weight. Thankfully,…
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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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This love will be here, always, like the fingerprints on my glasses. This love is the letter that got lost in the mail, that could never be returned because it was never received. This love is the tattoo on my heart drawn with invisible ink. This love is the song that nobody can skip, because…
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