Category: Poetry

He travels toward me in the shape of a hurricane, ripping off my skin, breaking my bones, forcing me to stop the bleeding.His words move at a pace of a tornado,a straight path until it abruptly changes,approaching my weakness at a great speed.He sends a meteor close to where I stand,it knocks me off my

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the number two cheesenot the big bananaand not the little banana eitherall this talkingwill pull closer to themand wanting valuable treasuresthis does not offer anythingto commit to a dancein a hidden networkfind anything of usefor the strangers begto slide down furthershame is uglyand increases with timein each hair growththe stunted not worth muchto walk alone

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Their faces pressed against the glassThis is the precursor to deathI am not afraid of them waitingThe last minutes left of my lifeI almost hear my bones breaking downThere is strength in what remainsMost of my senses are goneThe only one left is sight and soundThe enemy left long agoI looked at the length of

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My favorite color is red.Reminds me of blood.Not surprising, at all, coursing through my veins.Preventing me from dying.Forcing me to breathe again.A case for living and model of survival.

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Assume nothing about us I know what you don’t want to know Deny all you want Spare me your pity It never had to be this way You were the culprit The second in command The follower to prolong the lie I do not feel sorry for you You have the necessary limbs to walk

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One 2 Three 4 Five 6 SevenMany times, I have listened,to the nonsense I didn’t want to hear, making me feel crazy.When I listened to someone else’s voice,you became enraged,asked me, “Who is this you are taking advice from?”I lied. I said, “Frank Longines.” The one who was described as garbage by you.He was really

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I bowed down to you on ce. Took off your shoes. Kissed your dirty toes. Licked the lint from in between. The sour taste in my mouth lingered. I desired to ask you why you are mean. My tongue stayed in place. I didn’t want to lose it yet. Should have been more cynical. Believed

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she was fiery red,hot blooded during the day,boiling over when the moon appeared,nighttime did not cool her down.the swirls of her liquid sauce struck far,seeping onto desert tongues,dripping down throats,finding places to hide behind tiny scrubs.she stuck to legs like colored tape,the kind kids use during school,that share when the teacher looks their way,and they

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There are 24 hours in every day. How many of those hours we are awake depends on us.Some of us open our eyes in the morning.Others sleep up to noon because their schedule is unlike the majority.Few like to wake up before their alarm.How many colors do we see in a given day?There are eight

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I should not be eating myself.I do because of boredom.Maybe out of fear?Procrastination or anxiety or something entirely unknown to me.I have done this for a long time.I know this is wrong.It does not stop me from fulfilling this desire to destroy.These little pieces are a slice of pure nastiness.This kind of eating does not

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My unnamed classmates,I remember the youthful faces,so full of promise and hope.Almost forgot the planned parties,illegal fireworks in the bedrooms,and would be rapists in training.The valedictorian speech of honor,almost famous queens and kings,and teenage bodies saying yes.Never let rejection affect us,I saw many brave souls,worn and disguised behind steel.Tried to destroy all reminders,those pages my

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I have seen youRideUp and down on the Contraption.What is it called?I don’t know.I shouldn’t careDoes it change anything?This contraption willCounsel youOn the ways of the deep.I can see the other SideAnd push the darknessFurther.Will fate influence me?Mark up my body.Paint memories.Twist my mind into a pretzel.

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My youth has grown old and I feel the pain.It isn’t me to be this way, but this won’t go away.I could curl into a human ball, roll me up the plank.Let me wither away on my arms and legs.Let my heart feel darkness on the rough waters.Or, I might fall into the open mouth

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