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 Dec 2019 Malia
Wilbur
I keep my schedule free
My contact list empty
And my wrists stained red
Just so when death comes to visit me
She makes sure I'm found dead
Just a random poem that came to me...
 Dec 2019 Malia
rose hopkins
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 Dec 2019 Malia
rose hopkins
I watched you
smiling blue eyes
animated
in conversation.
Sad, in my position
I watched everyone
but you ,
looked at me.
Contact !
Eye to eye.
Excited I looked away.

For weeks I held the memory.
 Dec 2019 Malia
Kurt Philip Behm
Intellectual hygiene…
the Poet declines

That dull antiseptic,
that deadens your mind

Once washed and then scrubbed,
the truth a charade

Academic consensus
—the Muse in her grave

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2019)
 Dec 2019 Malia
Kurt Philip Behm
Old memory written,
new words to a song

Forgotten, remembered
—sung once and then gone

(Dreamsleep: December, 2019)
 Dec 2019 Malia
juno
Smiling.
 Dec 2019 Malia
juno
Smiling in delight.

Smiling in sorrow.

What's the difference?

You can't tell.
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