Tag: poetry
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rainy day (2020)
droplets splatter brick-paved streets, coat the hair in grease of those unlucky enough to forget their shelter. well, some just choose not to care. after all, what does a little water do, other than soak the remains of your dignity, wash the clothes already washed the night before, create a…
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overthinking (2020)
i shred my skin and run it through the teeth of a knife my blood runs and settles in a black cave by my feet if you listen closely, you can hear an echo. wait for the scream, or is it more of a cry. the noise tends to be…
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how to tell if you still have a soul (2020)
how to tell if you still have a soul 1 i’ve given everything up more times than i would have liked. despite swearing to the heavens there was nothing inside of me except a still storm of microscopic dust. how do i keep finding parts of me to lose inside…
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letter (2020)
dear someone (or multiple someones), (because this could apply to several of you) i used to watch the clock tick down to your response, the black hands circling around moving through time. i’m forcing time to skip forward just to see a message i know might not come. most of…
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it’s hard to talk about (2020)
i started to write words on a blank page to pretend to be someone else to create a world through white space to feel like typing on a keyboard is worth more than the click of nails and straining of eyes now i write a feeling i can’t describe to…
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if i had to be you (2020)
her eyes had sunken, the last time i saw her, and bubbled up whirlpools that refused to swirl and spill over down the ridges of her cheeks, but i was still caught drowning and head pushed further underwater because, really, that would be my only fitting punishment. she laughed when…
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time travel (2020)
it’s a mistake to believe society would always end up where we are. cause and effect are not a linear passage through time and brain development and human catastrophe. irreversible damage is made even worse knowing that spirited flames are ashened by still water, any water, but you froze, and…
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