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A Poem by Céce
Edges of your eyes,soft gathered lashes, I'mtrying notto looktoo much.My finger twitches(I think you see)and ina sweet, leftover gesture,our breathssu..
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A Story by Céce
Writing practice, topic "Wild", May 13, 2010
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A Poem by Céce
Packs of cars, blue striped, green striped,
outside your house, words on them
like Spokane City Police, Sheriff, K-9.
When I pull up, I’m sha..
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A Poem by Céce
She’s like a Chinese paper lantern,
glowing up the night;
like a bunch of lilac flowers,
purple, velvet, bright.
She’s like a thousand..
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A Poem by Céce
My fingertips are cold
in my palm.
Two, and why does it feel like one?
Under my dress, my legs are bare, trembling.
You liked this dress so much..
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Compartment 114
Compartment 114
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A Poem by Céce
I feel the tears and they come easy
Down the slope of my cheek, into my mouth,
and over my collarbone;
my skin is pale.
I cannot ..
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A Poem by Céce
The cold pale beginning of morning,
Waiting in patience for Eos to dance,
To dance on her own night tears of dew
And open sky's gate for the ..
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A Poem by Céce
We were a kind, once upon a time.
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A Poem by Céce
Two boys, black of skin and cheeks chafed,
and a soccer ball half deflated.
On the road of mud and ridges
and puddles parasite-filled,
bordered by..
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A Poem by Céce
I've brought a death upon myself,
These pale hands around my throat.
The liquid in my veins dries to emptiness,
Extinguishing the fervor, the pas..
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