Category: Poetry

She said she was twisting, tossing and turning her head about. She used to be a country star. No one would look at her otherwise. She is shriveled up, hunched over like a raisin, committing posture suicide. She thinks she is bogged down, crushed like a little beetle. Red is her favorite color. She could…

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The water boils over. The pot is alive. He says, “you need to pay attention.” The stove makes whooshing sounds. We aren’t having fun. One noodle has escaped. Dancing near the ring of fire. The rest of the noodles are edible. His nagging persists. Makes me grab paper towels, clean up the bubbled water, the…

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Marlboro used to be Woman’s cigarette, not any Man’s, but he too took that away. Women are supposed to smoke Newport. How am I to do that? With no money! I don’t even have a dime to my name. When the sun goes down, I walk around. How do you pretend to throw away a…

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Always remember the two empty lines on his face. Those lines that were pure, only of flesh, only with hope. There was no peace in his death, nothing good came of it. They said many times all was lost after he took his last breath. I never met him, never personally knew him. A part…

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They say– Who says? Who is they? I don’t know who they is? He just told me they. Am I supposed to know who they are? Yes. How am I supposed to know who they are when they don’t know I exist? You’re supposed to consider the source. It was the hottest day of the…

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Pushed from behind the curtain onto the wooden floor, I wasn’t ready to be on the center stage. They did their best to repair the wear and tear. The creaking of the boards were still heard, by the time I made my way in front of the audience. My heart thumped and my ears were…

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He reached under my armpit, Thinking it would cause reaction. The only thing it did was annoy me. I suppose this is a kind of reaction. I slapped his hand away. His fingers came back. He tried to slip into the folds of my skin. The motive was clear. My elbow squeezed against my body.…

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I didn’t but say a few simple words. These were words private to us. Only our ears would hear them. Only our ears mattered in the room. What I had to say didn’t ring true for the others. The meaning didn’t belong to them. The meaning could only be felt by a few. I bent…

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I’ve never bounced off the walls. I’m not a basketball. I’ve never left marks behind. I clean up after myself. I’ve never been any kind of ball. My bounce was never high. I was old in a young body. I’m not energetic. My force isn’t strong. I’m not here to prove myself. It’s never been…

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Five paths before you. Choose your own adventure. All of them are good. All of them have riches. All of them won’t disappoint. Make a wrong choice. The adventure ends soon. All the decisions are bad. All the decisions have consequences. All the decisions don’t care. Make the right choice. This isn’t a game. All…

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There’s a small circle in the beginning. It gets bigger and bigger with each ring. Around and around, knocking everything to the ground. Gaining speed, the people have all disappeared. The small circle is no longer a circle but an oval. It expands, contracts, and expands even more. The whizzing sound from before is heard…

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Wrong or not, you continue to fight for what is right within you own eyesight. No one thinks about the cost, doing something good or bad, until it ripples through us all. Moonless and starless, only darkness at night, can’t see who is right despite the bitter night. Powerful men and women don’t bite, don’t…

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