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 Jul 2014 Amelia
AJ
You can't touch your toes
Or lick your nose.
But you're body still amazes me.
You can't control falling in love,
but you can control where you land.
 Apr 2014 Amelia
Frank Cotolo
They point at me
to all
parts of me
and present themselves
to ponder
upon
me
 Apr 2014 Amelia
Wednesday
Heartburn
 Apr 2014 Amelia
Wednesday
I hope you choke on the names of our would be children
when it happens to cross into your thoughts
the few nights you don't sink into bed ****** out of your mind

I hope you ***** down the hallway thinking of me
I hope you never make it to the bathroom on time
I hope your stomach acid burns like a ripcord up your trachea

You told me no one had good ***** like I did
And he said it, too
Every last time I cheated on you

Just remember you betrayed me first
Told me to **** someone to put equality back into the universe

It's sad to say I did it out of spite
I could have been loyal

Instead we let each other become driftwood
burning blue and green
and floated away without a fight
 Apr 2014 Amelia
James Jarrett
Her hair has been shorn
Her face cut and bruised
Her flowing gown torn
The beauty once in her eyes
Faded
Drone strikes
Warrant less searches
Roadblocks and pat downs
Eaves dropping
Secret eyes and ears
Always listening
Always watching
Be careful what you do
Or they may come after you
Swat teams and armored cars
Men clad in black
Weapons at the ready
Waiting to attack
They have her now
Imprisoned
Cold shackles hold her hands
Her breath is low and shallow
Seems that death
Is now at hand
This is the land of the free?
 Mar 2014 Amelia
Jack Forrest
ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTVWXYZ

I've had enogh of yo,
It hrts that yo said those things
and then said yo love him
dont nderestimate me

when I say I've forgotten u
 Mar 2014 Amelia
Edward Alan
or "let's order takeout,"
or "small ineptitudes in the kitchen"


1.

butter
lop
it liberally
silver clinging

scrape it
pan side
sputters and hissing
smoky?

turn the heat
down
crimsoning
elemental

browning the
butter


2.

sizzling whites
diaphanous
stiffly whitened

bubbles surface
spatula stroking
poly—

tetrafluoroethylene
roll the egg
yolk

shattering
yellow


3.

****! the water
nothing—
evaporated

gasping
blue effluvium
windows
fanblades

blackened ***
the bite of a
char upon
it

tea for
tomorrow
Sapphic stanzas broken into free verse.
 Mar 2014 Amelia
Faith
her hair was pulled back,
and it gave me access to all of her features.
a long, slender neck
held up a beautifully sculpted head.
it was complete with sharp jaw bones,
and a pair of full, red lips.
her eyes were a deep brown
that pierced right through my own.

i lifted my fist,
and smashed in into the glass before me.
everything was gone.
the beautiful angel in front of my eyes,
dissipated in seconds.
i could feel her essence
washing through me,
into me.

my hair was down,
and it gave him chills throughout his body.
a brown, curly mane framed
around my round face.
it was complete with a dark purple vein
running through my cheek.
the glass formed a new palette.
 Mar 2014 Amelia
Faith
1.
your eyes are like stars,
and i like stars.
that's what i told you
the night at the carnival.
honestly,
i just wanted you to make me forget your eyes.
you were supposed to make me remember your lips.
or maybe your hands.
why your eyes?

2.
a scarred wrist
entangled in mine.
beautiful, dark eyes
found my own.
a wrecked story
including chapters
of us both
unfurled right before us.
pitiful kisses were displayed
in the shadows.
weak embraces
wrapped me up
and held me tight.
a solid cry
pleaded for me
as i walked away,
again.
 Mar 2014 Amelia
Faith
an old man looks up at me with a toothless grin,
and a sparkle in his eyes.
i watch as his feeble hands
reach up to the sky
in hopes of becoming youthful once again.

a teacher passes by me in the hall,
and she looks me over as if i'm nothing.
little does she know that i sit in her class everyday,
thinking of how much she inspires me.

the lights flicker on and off in my head
almost as much as in this classroom.
the girl beside me won't ******* quit clicking her tongue,
and restlessly flirting with the boy in front.
i'm going mad in here.

the girl with long hair is reading nonstop.
she's never been in love before.
i always get the update of the *****
she gave out the day before.
it's calming to know some girls are insane.
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