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i hide my eyes behind thin strips of dried-out hair that filter the world yet they're the only crystals on my dull grey image that glitter. behind the defensive armour ...

snatches of bright cotton sliding off to the south, pinned onto chocolat bleu Parisien just aches with paix. it's more ...

(I found this on TYWC and I totally forgot about this. It only had one post there but here I ...

It went by too fast My mind’s left in a blurry vision of The bus stops, alleyways behind his house, ...

Poetry in Motion for 4/12 – 5/20 [i] The wishful glimmering ladybug impression: She flies oblivious with no destination Upon ...

one of my best friends is moving to San Francisco on the 10th, this was inspired by what we've shared. ...

There is a ghost on my back following me watching my every move forceing me to rember my wors memories. ...

I liked them alot. I personally liked the way you described what the poems are about. When I read them ...

sprinkles of saturday rain slip down onto our shoulders like pricks of mots Parisien. thickly muscled yells cut through the ...

i was just an ordinary girl and i swear i did not notice falling or the bruises on my arms. ...

i lioked it, the words are easy on the eyes if that makes any sense. but it didn't blow me ...

IT Coming closer and closer faster and faster. Teeth sharp as daggers paws so big , body so strong I'm ...

Read DQ's "End of all Hope, Beginning of Eternal Sadness," before this, if you haven't already. I kind of just ...

This poem is really short... I couldn't think of anything else. : Shrugs : I prayed for oceans At the ...

This is a misrable translated version of one of my poems that was recently published in a book in macedonia. ...