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Even if I wanted to make the decision to walk away, to move on, to start over, to make new promises, I know I never could; it is you to whom I be..

It's well past 3 a.m. and I haven't gone to bed early, like I had promised myself. Instead, I'm up, writing poetry, thinking of ways to stop usin..

Written for a friend, given a "what if" kind of prompt.

at night, my hands land on him in all the places you loved but he's completely naive; he has no idea those were your spots. normally all i smel..

For a class, we were asked to elaborate on a theme or event that was alluded to, but looked over, in Gabriel Garcia Marquez's "Chronicle of a Dea..

when you're sitting at home brooding, moping, pacing and stewing thinking of what i'm doing rest assured that the "what" should be a ..

The cool green tube of lipgloss is in stark contrast to my pink lips asI apply it right in front of you knowing full well the reaction it'll get. ..

70 more minutes until you take me home in attempt to avoid my mother's fury. driving past eighteen wheelers, compact cars and terrible yellow ..

pierce my porcelain, over and over again waking the pain beneath waiting to be illustrated. scroll on me the virtues of a religion that have b..

sit with me, talking about your impressive weed, the stop sign you stole and the color of your bedroom, lulling me with your ocean speak your o..