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mojaveflowers
mojaveflowers
23/F/New York a simple poet with a mind full of thoughts / speaking to you about love, turbulence and other earthly pleasures
“I’m in my third year of college…” I answered, taking a quick gulp of my wine and disguising it as a sip. (Success is finishing a bottle of Pinot Noir with two of your friends in under 15 minutes). “So, what do you want to do with your degree?” My nosey aunt said. And the words came straight out of her nose.  “I… I want to be a lawyer.” (Success is believing in the existence of a free market). “I’m so smart, I know I could do it! Hashtag, girl boss.” The voice in my head continued playing like a CD. “Are they feeding you in New York? You look so thin.” (Success is a Saint, but alas, I’m a sinner). I replied, “I moved out of Rochester because I wanted to be invisible and feel free from the constraints of my past”. “You’re so pretty, why don’t you smile more?” A construction worker yells at me as I walk by. Then, my voice speaks for me again. “I hope that scaffolding falls on you, ******* (Success is a drunk walk back home, crying on Broadway in your leather boots, and no one asking you if you’re okay).
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Jan 14, 2022
Jan 14, 2022 at 10:13 AM UTC
Define Success
love is far away in a desert where the night is as black as his heart. where I can see the stars just as clearly as the cloudy façade you put up for the world. love is a plane ride to the West where those turbulent winds feel steadier than anything I've ever felt in my life. love is high and distant home is sober and consistent but home is oh-so-close just a few hours away, a loathing I love when home is near.
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Jan 3, 2022
Jan 3, 2022 at 10:53 PM UTC
Altitude Sickness
i hope you see my face in the clouds one day, maybe i'm gone and you're still there.
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Oct 25, 2021
Oct 25, 2021 at 10:24 PM UTC
rainy day at work - seabreeze amusement park; Rochester, NY.
sting my flesh with your hand I’ll turn the other cheek breathe only when I say you can let you dictate how I speak you be the woman, I’ll be your man
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Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 1:12 PM UTC
And In Rare Cases, Death
an unexpected visit from Venus a line of beautiful women, clad in the most gentle pink like peonies in the springtime ever-blooming in the heart
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Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 1:11 PM UTC
untitled, october
air on my limbs as a i reach out to clean my windows i cried, masticating is coping for me. i felt like i didn't deserve your touch or kindness grateful yet bewildered, content yet upset. you saw through my windows, the massive buildings take up space and time as my transparency became known to you
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Sep 9, 2020
Sep 9, 2020 at 11:20 AM UTC
cleaning my windows
firestarter and match, pitching endlessly to become more smoke, then intense crimson flames, aglow in my heart. brick and stone edifices form a fortress around abodes leaving habitats adrift and alone (I DON'T GIVE A **** ABOUT MY PHONE) passing and switching faces -- an entourage that follows but yet the girl is alone. alas, fire ablaze, uncontrollable but sometimes tame marking the forest trail and spreading the damage, sprout and then destroy like a fiery divine being destruction of the old path and a clean sweep of the trees that once seemed so formidable the flame spreads with a staunch persistence, to maybe prove that yeah, the water is weaker like a conquistador who pillages countries leaving them penniless the flame continues no concern about the consequence or destruction, set on being set and ever aglow, what puts the fierce fire out anyways?
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Sep 9, 2020
Sep 9, 2020 at 11:17 AM UTC
triple fire
silly girl, you think the world revolves around you. silly girl, you think you've got it figured out. see through the darkest cloth of a million realities catch up in the game and stay for another day.
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Sep 9, 2020
Sep 9, 2020 at 11:12 AM UTC
"silly"
given name given *** given the eyes of a billion spectacles that look you up and down, giving because they have to give. what to do then? 1. grip the silver lining and begin a journey (REPEAT, REPEAT) 2. face the glass doors that lead to a different forest and bring the honey back to the hive you must give who are you?
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Sep 9, 2020
Sep 9, 2020 at 11:10 AM UTC
GIVEN
glass in my foot thought i walked on clouds a penny and a dime what's my purpose here now? weakness in my flesh, but strength in my soul scouring my insides for something that i've never even known
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Sep 9, 2020
Sep 9, 2020 at 11:07 AM UTC
bottom of a bottle