Melissa
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Lost and FoundA Poem by Melissathe sunlight off your hair leaves a glint among my despair. and when all else seems to fall apart, or when, walking down the street, or when sitti.. |
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Thursday AfternoonA Poem by Melissathree short words hang in the air between us with the stillness of three gentle feathers. Your silence is enough. |
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Childhood SestinaA Poem by MelissaThrough one of two windows, the kind of sunlight that only happens on a Sunday afternoon shines on two girls eagerly cross-legged on the floor with .. |
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Bilingual SestinaA Poem by MelissaA sestina is a poem in which the last words of every line in the first stanza are repeated in a specific order in the ensuing stanzas, following the p.. |
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Untitled (memories)A Story by MelissaI. We lie side-by-side in the grass, trying to trace constellations in the sky. From behind, the dim light from your house illuminated the trees th.. |
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