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Everything To Forget
Oh! Hands of agony. Twisting life out of my inside’s. While guilt gnaws on my heart, my womb attacks itself. An invasion! Under the liquor, I know. Stamped by a man’s life, cut myself through the...
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November Legs
I have not felt my legs in four years. I hate months. Each carries different demons. November is a home-wrecker. Prancing in lives like a horse, with a horse, trampling my legs, shattering a fragile...
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What I Am And What I Should Be
I was 26 when I became a rope, stretched from loud brown cocktails to the hush of burnt oven mits. I was too thin to be stepped on, so I just laid, spread, fine butter for Homemade Bread Men. I went on...
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The Drums Began
and then they left their home, one by one, the salty fluid pouring into each other, God called down to Margaret that morning; “I know spaces between stones, that, years ago, repressed me. A harp was...
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I Was Her Before The Sun Went Down
and who was I at midnight? Your throat on firewater, swallowing baggy, flabby tongues. It is no matter, tonight is seven hundred stories high and I am ready to jump. Before I do, though, I remember you...
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Mila Anhielo
Hey everyone! I was introduced to a young poet not too long ago, whose work I absolutely adore. I wanted to share with everyone. You guys may enjoy her sorrowful honesty and realism. I am particularly...
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Morning Acid
Tuesday morning flakes of acid fall scalding my skin. The fingers of sin touched me last night and I swallowed and I swallowed hard! I doubt my nerves. They are earthquakes in blankets, shaking for no...
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The Devil Out At Night
Set me down, behind full mountain tops, make me burn yellow and purple hues, while cold moons take honesty away. Turn on false Gods who paint streets in neon, let the devil out to play. Soak up the...
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The Other Side Of Love
Darkness is the culprit that lingers behind each slice of sweet Nectarine. I am late. I’ve been here before. The other side of love. The place that dissects the tongues of former lovers and turns them...
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A Soul In A City
I got the best – I’m double-edged a soul made of numbers. I brought back a green spirit, a whisper of others. She fell to her knees – heart tied to a glance – my stubborn alibi – my handsome ax. But...
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