Cassandra
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Complicated HappinessA Poem by CassandraWhen being alive is so beautiful it hurtsThe sharp edge of a crystal clear knifeSlicing through youNot always a clean cutOccasionally spewingBloodInte.. |
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In LoveA Poem by CassandraI adore the way the dust motes spin lazily Through curtains of sun And the way the atoms of my body... Wobble I slip into the silence of corners and .. |
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The RootsA Poem by CassandraLike the roots of the eggplants in my garden My toes curl into the dirt. I can look up and imagine that the sky is all that exist. ... The suns heats.. |
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My SolA Poem by CassandraFor better or worseyou are like the sun to me. A spinning, massive bodyEssentialmy skies brightest starYou burnScorchfever my skinAnd I spinning all a.. |
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To BeginA Poem by CassandraTo begin. Lets start with the margins. of this journal like the margins of my mind. A few wispy words a floating doodle but mostly empty outskir.. |
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Cloud Atlas SextetA Poem by CassandraIt's a mess.All of it. Just a contortion. A compulsion. And it's so easy. To get swept up in the expanding. The contracting. A universe breathin.. |
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