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Fluoxetine

A Poem by Emmy J.M. Powell

it's strange how sadness sneaks up on youit's not slow,it's a quick strikemaybe you'd been holding onto it less and less,so it grips you harder this t..

Type 1

A Poem by Emmy J.M. Powell

you threw up your dinner in the front yard,on your knees with rolling eyesand you would only look at your handseverything was tremblingthe front door ..

Because

A Poem by Emmy J.M. Powell

what does honest love feign to feel like?because I don't like anyone,but I miss her as soon as she leavesbecause I don't touch anyone,but I find mysel..

Untitled

A Poem by Emmy J.M. Powell

I hurt myself for a while as a teenager. I stole those expensive pencil sharpeners from the art room's supply closet, took them apart just enough unti..

Picnic Blankets

A Poem by Emmy J.M. Powell

I've been attemptingto bypass clichesfor as long as I rememberboxes of chocolatestriggered my gag reflex,I laughed at couplessitting on picnic blanket..

Adoration

A Poem by Emmy J.M. Powell

There is something beautiful in the waythat you squeeze your honey-brown eyes shutand grin big enough to show your gumsbefore you lean forward and thr..

Slowly, All At Once

A Poem by Emmy J.M. Powell

I fell in love with you slowlyfell in love with the way that your hand comes up to cover your mouth when your laugh is too uglyfell in love with how f..

Okay With That?

A Poem by Emmy J.M. Powell

You've been deadfor a year and a halfalreadyIt's likeyou never even existedI am notsad over youanymoreIs that okay?Are you okay with that?I wonder thi..

Itch

A Poem by Emmy J.M. Powell

You know,it's like I'm coveredin scabbed-over cutsthat itchwith every movementNever comfortableor willing to feel the airof open spacesI want to pick ..

Hurt

A Poem by Emmy J.M. Powell

I get hurtwhen I move to leaveand you don't tryto convince me to stayit makes me acheand I know thatit is selfish to assumethat you would thinkso high..