Dana Alsamsam
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September's AnticipationA Poem by Dana Alsamsami can't seem to muster the abilityto speak in my blood to these people.i never have been and a change of sceneryis not enough.my visions have changed .. |
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To a Girl Who Will Get Hurt TryingA Poem by Dana Alsamsamyou're asleep before the record stopsspinning and ceases to a staticand i know that's whyyou still drink sugar in your teabecause the world is still s.. |
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To a Girl Who Deserves EverythingA Poem by Dana AlsamsamOne wish. Just one.To take your painand fold it into origamipaper cranes,quarter your past in quartersand cornersand checkerboards,bleed your scarsint.. |
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AmadiA Poem by Dana Alsamsamwritten from the perspective of a working age african man in chicago whose funding from the government has expired. |
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treasure & trashA Poem by Dana AlsamsamI'm afraid that I will alwayslook for treasure between the pagesof antiquated novelswhen the pages themselves should bewhat i am searching for.and in .. |
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to a hometown that is not necessarily homeA Poem by Dana Alsamsamit is almost september and anticipationrattles in the grass here,like a departing train across the tracks.school bound childrens' thoughtsheavier than.. |
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an offeringA Poem by Dana Alsamsami wanted to give you something of mebut all i have are bleeding lips, bruised knees,poached butterfly wings, bitten nails,clocks with broken handsigno.. |
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degas dreamerA Poem by Dana Alsamsammiss reznick watches ongiving slight, unforgiving nodsas we complete barre stretches.supple back, hips turned outshoulder blades like wings.i dream of.. |
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a loner songA Poem by Dana Alsamsamhomage to my introversion |
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why used books are betterA Poem by Dana Alsamsamafter writing this i also realized...well someone has to read it first to make it become used... hmmmm |