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 Feb 1 Lizzie Bevis
ross
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i saw a bee today
and thought about you.
i thought about your jeans
the ones with the bees
embroidered on the sides.
i thought about how you looked that day.
i thought about the way you smiled at me
with wide eyes peering into my soul.
i thought about how; with just a glance
you’d cut me open
everything laid out
displayed for you.
i thought about how much i’d stare
how bad i’d crave our eyes to meet
each time, longer than the last.
i thought about how with you around
the world would melt away
how time would bend between us.
i thought about you
like wet teeth on soft skin
our meetings with god
our midnight sin
i saw a bee today
and thought about you.


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 Feb 1 Lizzie Bevis
Nemusa
golden shadows drift,

ripples cradle mirrored scales,

silent sunlit dance.
She  was disprivilged
Left so dejected
Rejected from from her Earthly paradise

The rose fell off
but the brier whereon it grew remains
This time,
I wore
a parachute
before
I jumped
off the
edge
of
fa
ll
in
g
Got that sickness
Makes you sweat and shiver
At the same time
Makes your bones ache
Like they might vibrate apart
Nausea rises and swells
Just like Noah's Ark
Delerium not Tremens
Adrift in the dark
Is it night or day?
Am I hot or cold?
Like the ills of childhood
Like the ills of old
It'll pass soon enough
And then i will not care
That I feel I've been poisoned
And thrown down the stairs.
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may **** me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
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