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The panic bunny kicks my chest. Will it explode? I’m reminded again today That even I will die. Eyes transfixed on the cloud, walking by,silently, I beg her to tell me her secret. This life, How do I keep it? My foolish mind pleaded. Grappling with the universe. A puffy smile looks down at me,…
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Let the warmth soak in chilled bones. Arise after the sun, it already got the worm. Walking slowly the day drags on. Watch each minute tick across the clock. The light shines bright from high in the sky, These dog days we beg to prolong. All is well. Famine is not near. Winter is at…
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Trickles of rage Pool in my palms. The acid threatens to shoot out my eyes again. The unmistakable sound of a man’s upper handed shake. Daring my knees to buckle,begging my will to break. Invisible scars line my cheeks from the men before him. The ones that sharpened my tongue before I had the chance…
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Dad, I don’t want to look at you today. I don’t want to think about the hoots and hollers of pure joy when we sat atop those snowy mountains. When all the stress crinkles in your forehead melted away. No, I don’t want to think about those days. They make me wonder too much about…
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If gene reproduction is the whole point Why does my soul yearn to proclaim an endless cacophony of wants I can’t discern? If the only point is to pass life along, why am I consumed with these racing thoughts? Life is so simple. Consciousness is so complex. How can I hold the weight of all…
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My first few flights since the time I fled,I wasn’t quite sure why it hurt inside.I was supposed to feel freeI was supposed to feel alive. Weak kneed and wobbly eyed It became clear to me. I’d spent my whole life trying not to drown in that cage,I’d never learned how to spread my wings…
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Running away when they Never invited me to stay. White walls with hollow smileshanging so polite. I’ll never forget the dread in her eyes. From pretending this is all she ever dreamed of being. As though New York City never crossed her mind. As if she didn’t know she was always smarter than him. I…
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What if the sun led us astray? She hurtles through space, carrying us on her back. Does she know how we depend on her each moment of forever. When she sends out the flares that swamp our magnetic fields, is it to say she knows we’ve set ourselves ablaze? All she has brought to life,…
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When all is said and doneWhat will my life have become? Will It be the anger I hold? Will they gather around my casket and list all the things I hated? I should hope that list is quite short. I’ll keep my fingers crossed as I lay, that they say I never stopped pointing at…
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Anguish saturated my brow,Neurons fire in rapid succession,Unable to answer life’s greatest questions. How can they have behaved in such a deplorable way? A math problem without a solution,A maze without an exit.A loop I lived stuck in. Stabbing my stomach each time I repaired it. Stood in my way from a beautiful stage. The…
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Hands at 10 and 2 The rear view dances in my face. Way back in the distance Their fire rages on. Barely any smoke,I’m so far away. But there it blazes,Never burning out. I swerve and jerk my eyes back ahead A close call almost hit another guard rail. Eyes glued forward, the road is…
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Churning eats the bottom of my stomach. My feet drag across the carpet floor. Denial rots a top my teeth. Don’t check the phone,they still haven’t called. A disappointment I grow weary of feeling. Shaking it off, I exit the shower. Would I even answer if they rang?Wiping away the morning of mourning. Onward, with…
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Did they know I was drowning?He told me we weren’t actually related His words are leeches inside my brainSucking the belonging out of my head They were sharksI was a birdNot really their sisterJust barley their daughterHanging by thread Laced round my neck Trying to show themI could swim
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What makes the pain go away? When I lay my father down to rest, I won’t be concerned with the worst of his crimes. Yet, for years, his sins kept me awake each night. And still, his choices keep me away.Am I sad for all he’s done, or am I sad for all that I’ve…
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I do not chase a life Free from pain I pursue knowing it will be okayI chase the knowledge That no pain is too big For me to endureBecause I have grown the strength to withstand the raging storms.
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Splash here Splosh there I used to see my friends everyday this time of year. Wandering around Lost but thrilled. Older now, Wondering when the Thrill was lost. The days are hot Those friends are gone. New ones are here. When was the moment Everything changed?
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you promised you were holding the ropeTold you I want to fly off the cliff Hands printed on my back, almost like I was pushedMy brain, a smog, no one will know My jaw in pieces The concrete kissed me, helloNo rope in sight Daddy, you lied did you care that I died?
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Every dagger plunged through porcelain bones,Shattered my pieces, scattered on the floor. No blood to be found, Just remnants of a once hollow place.Shattered glass shaking, pulling jagged edges together again. Not even a tear could she shed. Sat pretty on Mama’s shelf Shattered in daddy’s shop. What would be left when she was all…
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My eyes squint, lips quiver. Don’t look at me.The flood gates open, Goop slides out my nose. The churning stops my breakfast from going down I rev my engine, I’m on the run Get away from me I cover my mouth,bile’s about to blow Brown locks whip wet pink cheeks,The ache of hearts incinerated sets…
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Sweat drips off my beak The dreams returned to me Holding him in my arms He’s elected for his last breath. He mutters he’s sorry And then he is gone. I carry him to his grave, a single daffodil, I lay His one human life is now done. No more sunrises, no more chances for…
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What happens after my last breath? I ask myself for the thousandth time. Hair prickles, Palms sweat. I chew the end off my thumb nail. Stomach churns, I don’t know. What will it feel like? The beat of thumping in my chest growing louder, A concert just for me. I close my eyes tight All…
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The world is on fire Will I burn too? When I wake up tomorrow Will the sky be blue? Hazy heat, a double-edged sword. Frigid cold can’t touch my bones, But will the blaze find its way? My brain melts in tiny beads Rolling down my forehead. The dampness of spring has long since dried…
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For months the blood drained out of the tiny holes Where feathers once rested. I was certain the bleeding would never stop. I could see no path forward. They had destroyed me, What was the use? One day I found a small vile, at first I felt it no use then after a while, I…
Healing Birds Fly Again 