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Ink smears. Pages bleed. She cries, while he sleeps. The rain pours. Puddles splash down in the street. The shouting stopped, fists stayed at their sides. But peace has failed; her heart still breaks. The phone rings, a neighbor concerned, paces. The phone stares and she ignores. The flowers...
The seamless, murky skies and frozen streets
Bring hope to children
As they eat fruit loops in front of the TV
School closings scroll across the screen.
Delayed. Closed. Closed. Delayed. Closed.
Grand Rapids Public Schools closed.
Children across the city throw up their hands and cheer...
Tell me where I shall not go
And I will go
Because I want to know
What the world will show
The sacrifices we make for our curiosities
A somber light invites me into the pulsing rain
But a warning is given
On the day the sun shines through the rain
Foxes wed in their private...
Falling into foreign light
She staggers gasping for air
Her chest tight
Do they see? Do they care?
She does
Watching them move through the world
Where she once was
How?
She wonders
How can they live
While she withers there
Will they step over her decay?
Will they notice when she...
As she dies
she is reborn
her decaying flesh falls away
A new skin, her blood and tears
begin a new story
but the pages stick together
and no one reads
so they know only the dying girl
and wonder why she is so sad
the rotting flesh, blood and tears sicken
so they look away
and will...
...
fingers prepped to type
screen stares empty, word hungry
Googles for ideas
?
my pen in hand, poised
waiting for inspiration
I scowl at the page
?
Then Death laughed at me
told a very funny joke
smiles, he likes humor
A state within my mind
Biases set aside
to understand the other side
peaceful revolution everyday
with new perspectives showing us the way
republican, democrat, liberal, conservative,
political parties shown the door,
we don?t need them anymore.
We party with 300 million plus,
we...
She finds herself hollow
her skin a shell
Locked inside her torso, a bench
he sits there
she feels the color green in the darkness
Perhaps his shirt
or grass stains on his knees
She senses his mourning, his loss
She hears nothing
and is flesh once more
Days later,
he cries out a...
A guy can be attracted to women
And still hate women.
A woman can be attracted to a man
And still hate men.
A person can be attracted to someone
And want to be with them
And want to have sex with them
And not respect them
And not love them
It?s sad really
Because he or she will stay...
I love you stapler
You could not be capabler
of attatching my documents together
the tape dispenser is evil
you are so much better
Sheryl, my name, it?s not really mine
It was mother?s
And over time
I?ve had others
My mom?s identity
Her name, her suicide
Is not my legacy
I define myself,
In my personality.
Quirky, silly
Funny logic
Fear of condiments
Jokes obscure, a little immature...
See look
Breathe calm
Feel break
Hear her
Find this
She?s Dying
Listen, Look, touch
Why?
She tries to
Smile, laugh nod
I?m fine, how are you?
But no one sees
And she dies.
But why?
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She left the flowers he had given her on the table in the hall. When she left, she didn?t plan to return. But he didn?t know that. As they started to wilt, he went to the florist, and bought the same bouquet again. It was a week before she called and a week before she called and...
This is for you and for me.
I?ll try not to be angry.
I?ll try not to be bitter.
I?ll try to be honest.
I?ll try to remember you loved me.
But why did you choose to leave this life?
Didn?t you know we needed you?
Why did I have to be the strong one?
When did you start to die?
Was it...