It isn’t my backpack. Not if you go by the label. Still though, Samuel’s undersized camouflaged backpack has served me for years. He took care of it well, and of all the used backpacks only his smelled like books. The …
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It isn’t my backpack. Not if you go by the label. Still though, Samuel’s undersized camouflaged backpack has served me for years. He took care of it well, and of all the used backpacks only his smelled like books. The …
When my heart is heavy inside my chest, I don’t know how to make the weight easier to bear. A rock hangs from my throat and pulls my head in a low bow. After I’ve cried out a sea of …
It’s a blueprint diamond skyA night full of piercing, hallowing criesHer breath escapes into the airIt’s dark yet beautiful inside her stareShe walks with skin drenched in mistA poison she exudes inside clenched fistsDivine and sacred is her bleeding heartColors …
“Our love is warm like the sun on the first day of springFresh like dew on baby blades of grassYou leave me with bruises that bloom like lilies in mayVampire kisses soft as dandelion fluffYour touch is the blue of …
Biographical: In the fall of 1996, myself and a team of animal pharmacologists discovered the rare North American Pink Elephant tamed by local residents in the town of DeForest, Wisconsin. The surly beast had made a living, apparently as the …
Fear! Comes ever near, can’t even hearPositivity in the sheer discouragement hereIndecision! The millennial struggle to not be a muggleBut can’t compromise, visualize real skiesNo hope, can’t cope with mutual exclusionThe indivisibility is a painful conclusionWe have to grow up, …
The rain poured just outside my window. It was cold and desolate inside. I push back my chair and stretch my arms above my head. Looking at the clock beside me, I sigh and stand up from my chair. A …
Lightless rays of the sun shineThrough silent leaves of aspen.Breath of leaves falling from the pine.Grass floors tread but not ashenTrails forgotten but walked with passion.Fled from the dreary forest,Away with all compassion.How the birds leave to dust,The end that …
She has walls to keep out the hateShe has deserts full of snakesShe gives trust with such mistakeShe has lives to protect for goodness sakeShe has gates to keep out the fakeShe has laws to keep the bad at bay She …
Shining the silverBaby’s first cakeLips and teethLove doth not awaitSpooning the mixCutting open the wrap under the peanut butter’s lidThe first spoon of cough syrupIce cream spooned into the teeth of a first dentist visitPutting away dishes with a loved …