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But what will I be if I never get these things sorted out?Is my potential still wasted,Or is it waiting?Is my potential bottled up on a shelf collecting dust in the back of my cabinet?Did I stuff it into a closet that I’ve lost the keys to?If I never find something to be great at,What…
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Don’t give her a bullhorn,Don’t give her a microphone,Don’t give her two tin cans. Take her hands,Staple them to her tongue,See if she’s useless then. Look in her eyes,Stab them with,Feathered pens. Carve up her mind,With lies like,She lacks intelligence. Tell her to get up on stage,But trip her along the way. Slap her sobbing face,Pour…
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You laid her in your tears,She was your sponge. Soaked up your trespasses, As if it could keep you dry. Bound her hands, So no words came out.Tossed her in your basementOf broken mirrors. Hysterical ladyArmed with the ice pickFrom the lobotomy,She escaped from. Squeeze her out,You’ll see the blood,She wore for him. Then you tell me,What she…
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Magnifying glass,in his hand.Smile ear to ear. Ants run from,The fire coming near. When did I become His ant to experiment on?Was it after the shock collarWrapped around his throat By a hand much larger Than our own? Maybe it was before then,When the bruises Covering my legs,Weren’t from the sports I played. I blame him not For these things, A child…
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A cloud latched to the top of my head. Fogging the road ahead. Was I destined to carry this rage? Was it a choice I made along the way? However it happened,It locked me in its cage. Controlling my lips,With strings Attached to its grip. Rage stopped looking like him,And started looking like the face,Staring back in the…
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A witch I know, A few gray hairs. Her smile brings Rays of fire,To the coldest homes. She’s lived in a house that’s haunted, She knows,What I know. A star like Barnard,A guide with a light,I’m so thankful,She’s walking next to me. Hands clenched tight,She sees her mountain top,It’s tall like mine. That look in…
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Ache ShakeForce yourself To be okay. WritheDiveFall into The coast line. LungePlunge Let the Ocean drown you. Swirl TwirlSpin throughThe frigid drain. DriveThrive Climb backUp the mountainside.
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The fog wraps around my brittle fingers.Clinging to the steering wheel, 7:55 am. The air on the road muddy ahead,Rest my soul. I know where to go. 2 pm, the sun isAglow. Bright red nose,The river sure looks cold. Another autumn walk,Thanking the sun,For that little bit a warmth.Soak it in,Summer is long on the…
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Does the lamb know She was raised In a lion’s den? Do the lions knowThey infected her bones, When they gnawed On her like a passing snack? Was her mother A sheep or A subservientLioness? Do the lions know, She was never a sheep, But a tiger, That took a while, To find her stripes and fangs? Their lamb escapedin the sinking dusk. Uncertain if she…
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“This ones real nice to me!” I’d cry about my next crush.“Because boys only want one thing. Trust me, I’ll help you find the right one.” Daddy kept the boys away from me. Looking back at the Wreckage of my love affair’s resume. It’s a sad and broken scene, Full of brutal insensitivity. But each…
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You ever wake up And you’re not you Anymore? I look in the mirror And see the same face, Except today It’s no longer mine. What pushed me to Rage yesterday,Holds the weight of A feather Today. Who took my body?Moreover, Who has my mind? I keep waking up With a brain, That feels brand…
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Searching for a backdoor, To the universe’s thumb. Begging her to let me pushOn her levers, Please, I beg, grant me a luxurious fate. Let me be the special one. Let me deny the truth of death. Universe pick me, The holy one, Let me never die. All that has been before, All that walks…
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Crash out flat,a big revelation. Bubbles boiled,Right under the skin. My body reminds me,Of the heat that burnt my blood.Slice open my left hand,Squeeze the blooddrops on the page. Whether I stayOr whether I go. This haunting,Still roams my soul. Stopped pushing her away,The ghost begged to play. With open arms,I invite her to light…
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Growing up with a bullyFor a father,Can twist up a young human’s guts,No two humans respond,The exact same way. Some learn to be anything,To survive the next fight.Their brains learn,To accept any challenge. Chaos swarming his bones,Rattling his growing mind. He learned what he needed Was total control. Building a life, Escaping those early days.…
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It’s just business,words written,emotions shared. Energy in motion,Doing what must be done. It’s not personal, No attack on you. The disruption lives In the memory of cells,Bubbling up, Burning hot. The things said about you,Shouldn’t really hurt you,Remember what you always told me. It’s just business,Saying what is true,Dealing with logic,Sticking to facts.
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Can you trick yourself Into believing Everyone can hear you screaming? While you violently rage Silently in the bathroom mirror Because it’s just you in there. Come undone, they never hear a thing. Only one witness to your violation and pain. Anger doesn’t give you more control. That’s the lie it sells you when you…
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There’s a secret hiding inside her. She wants everyone to know,But then again, she doesn’t. Many parts make up her heart. With their own names,They each want their own stage. The meanest one Rattles against her iron cage,She demands they bow toHer seething rage. But once you’ve met her,She can’t be unknown. Chomping on the…
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She said look back, so I did. She grew up, and learned she’s not a doll. And you still can’t lie to that book. Once the feather has been gripped, What is written is forever a moment of truth. Perhaps not forever, But with that ink,She spoke her truth. She sobs when she writes about…
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7th grade, standing in her carpeted bathroom. Told her I didn’t think college was for me. A tight lipped lasered eyed mother,Took me by the shoulders. With severity not often heard by her sweet mouth,She said to me: “There’s nothing in this world for a woman Without an education.” I didn’t yet understand women had…
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Mom, are you watching with disapproval?Dad, are you saying what a victim I play?Are you both still running away from the pain you’ve made? A little girl learning how to do flips,Just to get you to look at her. Breaking her back in pieces,So she could bend the right way for you. There’s no pressure…
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I read somewhere that you should make peace with death every single day. I couldn’t do that when I Believed. Death was this passing thing. Not quite pretend, But not quite real. This gray space where questions couldn’t be answered. That’s where faith came in. Setting aside the finality Of death until one’s last breath.…
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When my fingertips are greenIt means I’ve died.But for a tree, It’s a sign of vibrant life. Rosy cheeks,Blood rushing through me. Red leaves,Watching them die slowly. Veins map my body,Like branches on limbs connected to the trunk. Searching for the secret of life inside the opposite of the air I breathe. I watch it…
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Rustling leavesDance through my ear,Like tiny sandpaper sheets.Stuck contemplating who owns the trees. Their roots intertwined with each other and the soil. When its neighbor is dying of starvation,It doesn’t stand idly by.Sending resources trying to revive the tree nearby. But not so much that it itself shrivels and dies. A balance unknown to my…
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Face flushed,Wrinkles ripple on your face,You’re finally free fromthe lead clawing at your heels. On the open road,With nowhere to go. Run as far as you can,Life is a circle. Rolling through mountains, plateaus, and river eroded Canyons.Have you gone far enough to forget?Sun sets in the semi-arid dust,Not a single problem,Left in a cup. To…
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We look back, And it’s all we got. Tick, tick, ticking by, When will it end? No one can say for sure. When it’s time to take our final rest, unique as the finger print, We carry around. Once a lap,We stop and look back. Memories traded For time spent,In seconds, weeks, and years. It adds up to our whole life. We live the whole…
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Isn’t that what you taught her? With every remark from your greasy lips,That pushed boiling tears To sizzle down her face. Didn’t you teach her to grit her frozen teeth and endure the baron cold? Didn’t you teach her to wear pain like a tiara,As though it makes her something great? Relentlessly fighting against your…
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Sliced to bitsIn meer moments as your fingers invaded me. My soul died once, And dead it stayed. My body: the haunted carcuss dies a thousand deaths. Slowly, Day by day. Ruined RelationshipsJob loss.This body bleeds out endlessly the things You did to me. Refusing to refuse to rise,This body drags me through this life,…
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Cold wind Warm sun The bees will hide,How will I tell them? Everything new going onFor me. Will the bees wonder What’s become of me? Will the bees know If I’ve come under fire? Try as I might,I can’t find the bees. They must be informed,Maybe it’s too late. Maybe all my bees,Have found a…
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Another day trying to turn my brother raping me,Into poetry. Another day trying to make art of my life’s deepest pain. Betrayal is a curse,Granted by someone you once trusted. Brother’s are kind, Brother’s are protective,Brother’s are safe. Mine was not. Who made him that way? A question I can’t leave behind. Hating his little…
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I have this thing I never talk about. I got it when I was young. When the personality train dropped off my traits,my mind was too scattered to keep them straight. In one bucket, they’re all supposed to go. But mine got scattered, Into several small jars. To be strong enough to face a monster…
Healing Birds Fly Again 