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prescription (go sailing)
sometimes i think just one sunny day would cure me of everything.
other days i think pills and tonics and treatments are lies that i continue to swallow.
most days i just daydream about last summer when our tiny sunfish
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somewhere in new zealand with a bowl of pasta
for a friend
i picture you some days – a utensil in one hand and your cheek
in the other, gazing somewhere in the distance as your
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Connections
submission for next year's prompts:
Use the NY Times Connections as a writing prompt! Take all 16 or one line of the words generated in there (before it's been solved) and use them in a poem or short story.
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tribute to emily dickinson
they have taken her.
hope.
she is trapped in the great big house made of new money & keys
that open nothing anymore. it is named america.
you can hear her,
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apple
i'll use your name. sweet nothings spill
from well-meaning mouths & shatter on concrete radiating summer sun
right back at you, perfect -- dainty -- shiny with dewdrops. they told me
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sweet like august but it's june
outside tasting like orange fanta; beautiful.
Loves
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Subway Stories
I pass by a man begging for savior,
and a woman dragging her child who's distracted by an elderly ladies puppy.
I watch as a business man late for a meeting I assume,
trips on the man asking for change.
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The Young Poet's Manifesto
anyone
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In what world would I ever know my Grandmother
How can it be that I cannot exist without and with her
Sometimes I like to imagine we have the same eyes, brown with glints of green and yellow, like a sprouting garden in spring.
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A Single Sentence Letter to Our Daughters
i think i know why aliens haven't visited us. they're
definitely watching with rapt attention, waiting
to see how we climb the highest wall
humanity built for ourselves in the past
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the crow queen - reupload (edited, full)
the crow queen isn't a crow
she is born of crow
and shows the crows mercy
but isn't crow
she is somewhere between the lines of magic and human
a power bestowed upon her unrightfully.
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hurting
somewhere a lantern burns in the woods.
somewhere a cold blind man suffers.
they will never meet.