Books

The spine cracks as my fingers open the pages
Revealing great sorrow
Pain
Joy
Life
Within these pieces of paper
Bound by bits of string and glue
Holding an entire world within
Memories and truths and lessons learned are
Sewed along with the fictional tale
We read
We are consumed in
Living through the epic lives
Of the people born within these pages
And given life
By the eyes that read them
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  • Poetry

    By aegent

    Time

    If I could pause the world for a little while, I would
    I would stay here
    Huddled in your arms
    Refusing to let go
    Just a little longer

    If I could turn back time, I would
    Back to tea parties on the carpet

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  • Poetry

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    Crows

    Seen as some sort of twisted demon
    Some monstrosity of incalculable evil
    Bringers of death

    They cannot sing the way others can
    Throaty cracks caked in a croak
    Echo through the trees

    Flying effortlessly

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  • Poetry

    By aegent

    Communication

    I pick my phone up
    And put it down

    Think of texting you
    Change my mind

    I  pick my phone up
    And put it down

    You are angry
    But so am I

    You want me to respond
    And I want to ignore you

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