hannah-southardWhisper

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OxygenBreathe in, / breathe out, / there,

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I am StardustI am stardust / I am full of not bones and tissues, but stardust. / If you were to cut me open from neck to naval,

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The ClipboardA brown clipboard holding some sheets of paper. / Names, / lists of them all signed perfectly

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The EndSlowly, / we are all going insane, / slowly, but surely, we are all slipping down the same path,

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Life, PerfectedA hole in the ground, / slowly filled, / shovelful by shovelful of damp earth

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WatermarkThe tides have fallen, / but the waters keep rising, / choking out the remaining few who struggled to retain their homes.

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BookwormShe donned the hats of worlds / that she so was desperate / to be part of that she became lost.

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An open letter to the small dark hours of the morning,We don’t usually see each other, / I’m asleep, dreaming myself a superhero, or a maybe a victim / You creep around, so as not to wake me,

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Heart to HeartA man, about 50, sitting on a street corner, / A change cup sitting in his lap with only a few ***** pennies resting on the bottom, rattling slightly. / A small girl with a blue dress walks along behind her mother, holding her hand.

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SeasideDo not fear the lion breath. Let your cheeks sting with the power of it, let the tears drip from your eyes as the cold whips across your face. Feel it rush across your bare arms and legs, across your torso, your soul. Breathe it in, deeply, the salt burning as it surges into your lungs, slowly spreading throughout your body, filling every empty space. / Do not fear the lion breath. As you look into the deep dark mouth of the beast, white froth swirling on its surface. Do not flinch when its echoing roars crash upon the shoreline, breaking against shattered but smooth pieces of earth. Instead, listen closer for the purring it makes as it recedes back into itself, pulling at your toes, urging you to follow. / Do not fear the lion breath. Jump into the mouth of the beast, let the cold rush over your head, feel the waves at their birth below the surface. Let it wrap its overwhelming power around your arms and legs, around your torso, your soul. Let it into your mind, replace your thoughts, memories, everything you’ve known to be real. Replace it all with cold truth. Reset your mind the way we do clocks after the power fails us and we are left in the dark. Shock your heat into beating a new rhythm, in time with the crashing of waves and the roaring of beasts.

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