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Kendra
sighs, and shakes her head,
I poke
and prod the festering bite.
I
should have done what she had said.
Its
teeth sunk deep, to ..
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Someone was screaming when I opened my eyes in the dusty attic
above my parent’s bedroom. I wondered at first if it were me, but soon banished
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Coffins line
the walls of the dim basement. Though interchanged day by day and week by week,
they’ve always been there.
Just as my bo..
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That little flutter in your chest,Leads way to more than one can guess,How does one describe the rest?Just a giant jumbled mess?A swell of emotion,Tha..
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A pantoum- more difficult than I imagined. :)
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Just a fun little ghazal I decided to try out :)
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A sonnet not about love, but death instead.
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Falling leaves in
late October,
I remember,
Falling under.
Swinging high above
the fence,
I remember,
Gazing upward.
My older sis..
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She
gazes up at me with sky blue eyes
Shining
like sapphires,
Dripping
diamonds,
Innocent
and sweetly naïve,
Searching
only for ..
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Five. I countdown to the last breath,
the last inhale and exhale of air that is no longer needed for my life to
continue. Four. The knowledge I&rsqu..
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