Category: Poetry

When will I arrive to this place? The 18,250 days that will pass my body. New heights and horizons along the skyline I created. My shape has changed even though it should be less. The tripled experiences have found a home in my brain. My mind wanders across the paved streets. I do not want

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I cannot promise to anyone what I do not have.I cannot list all the ways you have damaged me.I do not know if there is a point to this.I know enough time has passed for me to forgive.I know my strength is not tied in you anymore.I want to believe you are gone from my

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Every other person was blessed while I stood in the next space.Everyone knew her kind, scratchy and snarly to everyone.She named her dog after her favorite TV character.Fleas had made a home in her long uncombed fur.I imagined them jumping ship, landing on an unsuspecting victim.What a nice surprise for anyone while trying to sleep.This

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your eyes are the shape of Oboth sidewaysyour curls are the shape of Sgenetically naturalyour ears are the shape of Dnarrow and longyour eyebrows are the shape of Itogether sidewaysyour nose is the shape of Uroughly givenyour stomach is the shape of Pupside downyour legs are the shape of Llong and skinnyyour heart takes no

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What if I made no sense to you anymore.Would you continue to stay by me. Or would you discard me like a rotting corpse.Throw me in the nearest dumpster.Or submerge my body in acid.I wonder how long it would take.Spreading those nasty rumors about me.Pretending you knew what made me human.Going behind my dead back.Telling

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Where my hand reached back, the object was not there.I had no idea where it was or who had taken it.The moment was perplexing.I was not in the right mind to deal with this loss.My fingers curled into a fist.I wanted to punch something, anything, anyone.No one was around to take a blow.I expected more

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He stood in front of the mirror to rehearse.The introduction started well with description,included the few people that made an impact on his views.Another intelligent man in a crowd of many others.The introduction turned into the body.The meat of his life story not wanting to spoil.He veered in a direction not intended.An audience of one,

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Her arms were like feathersbeautiful colors with equal amount of strengthin between the greens and bluesHer legs were treesyoung in maturity and waiting to bereborn next year when the animals came out of hibernationHer hips were like two stonesboth with tiny cracks on the sidesand they moved in unison without compensationto the left or rightHer

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Something occurred while I was on this journey.The surprise came to me unexpectedly. I was not ready for the kinds of steps.Some call it a different name with the same meaning.I hope there has been light in front of you.There has been light in front of me. I will not ask for anything more this

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All you can be is a reduction,to the water in the ocean,body parts churning under the tide,the waves not caring of toes digging into the sand.A deep capacity of recognizing deceit, drifting away from the reactions of passing time,ignoring the result of answers,the door is open to the center.The problem is all over,not standing tall

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Cold and damp like the room next door, people’s veins thawing out as the ice melts, watch them turn red. Know there aren’t coats thick enough, not in a place like this for warmth, and they will stop searching. For the wandering animals outside, their desperate voices swallowed by gusty winds, the rain beating harder

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Mama told me not to be afraid.She did not tell me how it would linger. And by it, I mean the betrayal. She never told me how to forgive myself.That night my innocence was taken away.I cried silently the next day, alone.His words found a home in my soul.The meaning was loud and clear.I did

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Light moves from one side of the room to the other.She will survive another night.Life is cruel when he exits the entryway.She knows where she has been before.Each scar on her body tells a hidden story.There is no need for men to look away from her.People know what she did years ago.They have come to

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