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He cannot shake this choking feeling. Telling Brian Fonda he needs the data for first quarter should be an easy task, but not for John. He awkwardly s..
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I wake to the smell of smoke and a crackling sound. The looming sound surrounds me and threatens to destroy me. The red and orange engulfs the walls a..
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Inertia
of Society
Inertia
of society
Does
not allow equality.
The
system of dishonesty
Suppresses
one’s identity.
So
w..
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Requiem for a
War
I cannot hear a
sound,
So I do not sense the
schemes
Beneath the silent
ground.
All appears calm.
I sense..
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The imagined smell
of coffee and the anticipation of my alarm about to ring wake me. I lie still
for a moment, and then roll over to look at my ..
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A fable about a stick, a rock, and a cliff.
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I am trapped. The prison walls of my bedroom threaten to crush me. My broken leg lies propped up on a pillow, my shackle that keeps me contained. ..
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They tell me I’m not
old enough
But I know that’s not
true.
They say I need to
wait,
But I’m tired of it.
I’m thr..
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A symbol, a gesture
What can it mean?
A call used to lure
Or a sarcastic goodbye?
A motion, a signal
To call one’s attention,..
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A poem I wrote after reading All The Kings Men in English class. Its a reference to the Great Twitch and the spider web that Warren talks about in his..
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