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  • The Storm

    The Storm She stands in the field, Her sapphire hues pointed to the sky. She stands hoping for just one drop to fall. The clouds hang above, like monsters over ...

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  • Traveling Light

    Traveling Light This is what you wanted it’s exactly what you dreamed, but it feels like something’s wrong… not as perfect as it seemed. Sometimes you feel like you’re so ...

    2 min read
  • Son of Mine

    Through his eyes the world is perfect. Everything is in its place, Nothing deserves a second thought. Through his eyes the stars sparkle in the night. The moonlight filters in ...

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  • Frustrated on Tuesday

    Light weight so deceiving; full of black squiggles-- supposedly with meaning. Sharpe edge cuts the skin; a small red bubble like the prick of a pin. Staring down the suspect ...

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  • Drop the Leash

    You shouldn't have called. I can make it without you. I don't need you. I don't want you. You're a crutch; That helpful third wheel. But I can ride on ...

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  • This Instant

    This Instant Life changes in an instant, an ordinary instant. You'll be eating dinner and then suddenly your life is bent. In the midst of life we are in death. ...

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  • Mice and Men Have Second Tries

    It’s an oddity how long it takes. It’s in between the worst-possible-time snow-ins, The passing of loved ones, Orphaned children on the commercials, Puppies with no one to love them, ...

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  • Shy Away from the Specifics

    I see her face on every child, On every bus, in every blink. She’s calling, pleading; Her silent voice travels on the wind. It’s the song of a blue jay ...

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  • Didn't Have a Camera This Time

    Somewhere there is something. There is something unfamiliar; Something opposite, desperate. It’s outside the societal bliss, Beyond the palace walls, Past the perfect pastures of cows. Disney do

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  • Don't Long to be a Chart

    Tonight the lights are dimmed; The halls fall on deaf ears. Each doorway an entrance To the unknown—to the human. Somewhere a mothers tears Fall for her child. Someplace a ...

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  • The Mutilations of the Male Against the Female

    She wore a white dress. Fair locks flowed Down her slender back. Songbirds woke her; Squirrels tied her bow. The sun shone just for her. Then girl met boy. He ...

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  • The Night the Water Came

    The night the water camewas like any other--warm, stale, dark.A dangerous night swim;an unexpected consequence.The waves rose like ashesfrom a roaring fire--flames far from here.Mere seconds passedunt

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  • Truckly Views

    Truckly Views A driveway, by any other name, is a portal to human existence. A vehicle placed in darkness against lighted rooms of windows knows more of secrets than you ...

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  • Linguists

    LinguistsLanguage loving literists.Big, bigger, biggest.Commas, colons, hyphens.Semicolons? Wrong.Fun, funner, funnest--Right, wrong; seriously?Where is your dog at?Prepositional failure.Regional succ

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  • His Shoes

    Eight years gone by.Eight years he's been gone.Eight Christmases.Eight New Years.A man has a coin pops open like his did.A man has his hands.Another his voice.One dances a little girlatop ...

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  • Grey, Baby.

    Grey. Wood, paint, made in China. Bought with a coupon, but every bit as special. Rails on the sides, a mattress inside— to bumper or not to bumper? ...

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  • freeze

    Relatable poetry.

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  • sinking

    Relatable poetry.

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  • If You Need Me

    Relatable poetry

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  • Slip

    Relatable Poetry

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  • Worth
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  • Things I'll Miss the Least

    Realistic poetry

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  • I Never Asked You to Come

    Relatable poetry

    2 min read
  • Fault

    Relatable poetry

    1 min read
  • wire

    Relatable Poetry

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  • box of colors

    Relatable poetry

    2 min read


As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.
— Pablo Neruda