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Metaphors Are DeadThere it is. / A bubble / red.
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Oct 31, 2018
A Single ******"To ruin," / she cried. / As her thoughts condensed and curdled
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May 24, 2018
This IsYou always told me that you were going to hurt me. / You told me that you were going to hate me. / You never warned me that you were going to love me.
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Aug 24, 2016
Just Hold, Strength WillWhy are you settling for me? tumbled the rocks. All gathered up in a pile were they, now fallen all over the ground in a seemingly terrible pattern or even no pattern at all. / There was silence. / Why are you waiting for me? Sprouted the vines as its stems grew round the side that had saw no light. Saw no nourishment. No survival. And soon those arms withered and sagged and littered the ground.
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Jul 14, 2016
The Wild CircleYes or No, The Crow Cawed(./?) / What Does it Entail, The Fox Chuckled as it enticingly twitched its hindquarters. / Who, crowed the Owl?
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May 27, 2016
Hello Darkness, My Old Friend*Please just make it stop*. Please. / Her hands were tired. / Of digging.
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May 25, 2016
Cut offAnd then comes the torrent: / Of hidden shame, / and cursing blames.
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Oct 11, 2014
Asking Will Only Leave (more questions)In one day, / she discovered herself. / In the next,
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Oct 1, 2014
Deer DeathI need a sharp / paper-thin / note.
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Jan 20, 2014
This is not poetryWhat is a poet? / A poet is able to capture a feeling with words. / To adeptly potray one. single. instance.
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Nov 18, 2013
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