Lizzie Madloch
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unfettered.A Poem by Lizzie MadlochI paint myself in your image.Read books after my story’s told.Go to concerts with your arm around my shoulderslike a well-secured life vest. You.. |
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revelationA Poem by Lizzie MadlochIn a world too tight to fit into yesterday’s shirtwe learn to live with the factthat rings get too tight and passions wiltand cigarettes go from.. |
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hyper-sexualizedA Poem by Lizzie MadlochI am hot.Not sultry or sexy,just sweaty;nothing here you can fantasize over.I am hot and stickyand this is not the beginning of a porno.I don’t .. |
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realization.A Poem by Lizzie MadlochI’m sorry to break it to youbut if you still write poetry about himyou still care. |
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archives of my past facesA Poem by Lizzie MadlochI write some poems to win contestsand get printed in glossy magazines.I write poems that look neat on the pageand post them on social media.I write po.. |
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after morning sexA Poem by Lizzie MadlochWriting is a priority(in theory)Your hands are just hands(but how they made my body dance)Daybreak means crusty eyes and groans(have you looked outsid.. |
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the world painted by youA Poem by Lizzie MadlochThe words don’t exist on this page, they simmer. (My tongue red-hot and tired from making corrections... |
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to do list (after the breakup):A Poem by Lizzie Madlochinspired by Rupi Kaur’s poem of the same name |
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poem 33 in my notebookA Poem by Lizzie Madlochyou are deadbut in my dream last night you were alive and beautiful carrying on carefree typical frustrated genius potential.you might be here in me, .. |
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not a first love poemA Poem by Lizzie MadlochWe’ve come to the agreement of holding each others hearts in scratched-up handsneither daring to take a too-deep breath.We’ve both been hu.. |
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