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squelettiqueA Poem by Alice Luanne Sutcliffehe feels more comfortable with the skeletons so i try myhardest to look like one, and i think he likes my bonesbecause he's always opening me up to ta.. |
Skeletal KissA Poem by J.V. StanleyIn a dark mood at the moment. |
insomnia~A Poem by skeletalmartyrThe asylum latches my lunges to chains of a rusted anchor. The insomnia keeps the marrow in my bones from wandering. to the martyrs recreating scaf.. |
bullets~A Poem by skeletalmartyrnumbed against the reality, I find myself. Your words are the lingering bullets painting the walls, with the blood of Boot Camp beginners. ~.. |
restricted~A Poem by skeletalmartyryou are the lingering if something sweet on my cheeks. your presence here is the third layer of a nesting doll. there is an inkwell image of you.. |
A DanceA Poem by Sam LiebermanWith sweating handsAnd hips to swayA haunting danceFrom dusk till dayHer crimson lipsStained red with wineMy bony handsClasped to her spineThe guests .. |
Penny Postcard, Wrong AddressA Poem by Michael R. BurchPenny Postcard, Wrong Addressby Michael R. Burch(for the victims and survivors of the Holocaust)We saw their pictures:tortured out of our imaginations.. |