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Erasure of the Femme Fatale
* am burned at the stake of cursed femininity.
Something of a goddess and a martyred myth.
* suppose those are one and the same.
You juxtapose ** between a revolution -
On the Election, Our Future, and Additional Resources for Support
Hello writers, artists, friends, and fellow members!
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On the Election, Our Future, and Additional Resources for Support.
(See my recent post!!!)
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Black Hole / New Star
The right eye decays
The left is beaming prisms
Sharp enlightenments
Jargoning 3-D
dust fragments, plaque erodes -
With My Mother in My Chest. My Chest
Eight AM, I wake in my father’s home with my mother in my chest.
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To Relive or to Remember
There was a vacant bathroom outside the church park.
I crawl in beat, destitute, feeding off the radiant waves.
I stare into a warped mirror punched by drunken twilight boys,
Loves
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Christ, or God, or Whatever or Whomever
People’s ideas of Christ here are small, frivolous, watered down with weak will. I could (and have) watch (-ed) Jesus’s (God’s?
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When my hair is a halo in the air
I love trampolines.
I love feeling my strong legs push into the balls of my feet push against the resistance of the springs just before they shoot me into the air.
I love the short time where I am flying higher and higher.
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about she.
she has short and messy dyed red hair
she has dark brown eyes that glow in sunlight
she is silent
she is a good friend
she has fading signed shoes
she is nice
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Miss You
I miss you like I miss my childhood and good God,
I think it's because that's what you were.
You were a childhood fantasy and now you are gone
we're
two teenagers who don't look when we pass in the hall
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diaspora
there is a crack in the eye of man
like glass, the light in the fracture
is split like the millions who came before it
never to reform
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What Happened?
Do you still remember me?
After all these hours that turned into days
That turned into months then years
Do you still remember?