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 Nov 2017 Leah Oviedo
ryn
Open Book
 Nov 2017 Leah Oviedo
ryn
My digits tremble
as ink falls to paper
Drip...
Drip...

I know you’re listening


My eyes blur
as tears fall to smudge
Blink...
Blink...

I know you’re watching


My insides crumble
as these words are written
Creak...
Crash...

Because I know you’re reading
 Nov 2017 Leah Oviedo
Milica Fara
Bila je sreda
jutro
Alarm je probudio
i moju glavobolju
Nepomična i ukočena
još uvek sam osećala
davne dodire tvojih prstiju
po mom telu
Peklo me je
koža je odumirala
Nebesko plavetnilo je sijalo
kroz proreze roletne
i dalo mi tračak života
Hladne kupatilske pločice
su izazivale jezu
u mom biću
dok sam pila kafu
i pripremala se za
novi dan
Novi život.
NEW
It was Wednesday
morning
The alarm woke up
my headache too
immovable and stiff
I still felt
ancient touches of your fingers
on my body
It burned me
the skin was dying
Sky blue was shining
through slits of shutters
and gave me a spark of life
Cold bathroom tiles
caused shivering
in my being
while I was drinking coffee
and prepared for
new day
New life.
 Nov 2017 Leah Oviedo
Lydia
Woman
 Nov 2017 Leah Oviedo
Lydia
now when I think of love I want to puke,
the thought literally makes me sick to my stomach because I know now what it does to a person

how you lose yourself in someone else and then all of sudden you can't breathe anymore without them

I am promising myself to never be that stretched again,
to give myself a try for once, relying only on my intuition and will to power through life and relationships, never getting too blind to see things as they really are

I wanna know what it's like to be so good alone that the earth shatters when I take a step,
electricity radiates from my skin and my soul is so loud it shouts through my eyes

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