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I need it to live
There’s a drop of wine on the tip of my tongue-
Red like the blood slipping through my palms.
A half empty cup to my left, half full bottle to my right .
Somewhat sweet,
But burns bitter down my throat.
Tasting, tasting, yet tasting nothing at all,
Like water, yes like water.
A necessity, yes.
I need it to live.
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The World Looks so Nice (When You Are Here)
It’s too cold
my skin
feels numb
oh so numb
there’s frost
decorating the window
ordinating the glass
separating the in and the out
breath fogs against it
snow falls
dusting the ground
powdering
like a make-up poof
roses paint cheeks
where warmth only blooms
and heart-strings
that are strung too tightly
tremble
it’s cold
and
there’s frost
and
snow falls
and
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Fist Fighting Santa Claus
My uncle had always been a comedic man. When he was young he went to school for a single day and came home claiming he’d never go back again, my grandparents were not exactly pleased by this and forced him back the next day. At school he was the object of many girls eyes--and many boy’s jealousy--making him popular and disliked all at once. Even ( Read more... ) -
Blame Game
We blame her for things as if she were the dog.
Who knocked over the garbage?
Mom did.
Who left the door open?
Mom did.
Who split wine over the floor?
Mom did.
But it doesn't matter, she's never sober enough to hear. If she was then it wouldn't have been a problem.
This football team is real good. They're going to win for sure.
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No Happy Endings
It’s funny how it can only take a single moment for everything to break.
One second you’re living the ideal life: you have the perfect house, you go to the nicest school in the city, you have a loving family. The next you’re sitting at the top of the staircase, in the dark, listening to the sound of destruction. Because, to a child, that is what ( Read more... ) -
Afraid of Nothing
I’m afraid of that which I cannot see,
Not what’s directly in front of me.
It seems foolish, I’m aware,
To be scared of things that are not there,
It’s what’s missing that I fear,
What’s crawled away and left me here. -
Pull Yourself Together
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Yet Still a Misconception
I’m dazzled by you, the light in your eyes ( Read more... )