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 Jul 2018 Amy Leigh
D.H. Lawrence
I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself.
 Apr 2016 Amy Leigh
Cassie
Untitled
 Apr 2016 Amy Leigh
Cassie
i used to believe in magic
 Feb 2016 Amy Leigh
Natalie
do not date a girl
who writes.
she will internalize
everything,
carve poems
into your eyelashes
instead of
kissing them,

she will analyze you,
calculate age
from the rings
your coffee cup
leaves
instead of refilling it.

she will memorize
the way your
lips curl around steam,
but not that you
take it
two sugars,
no cream.

she will read your
palm instead of
holding it
against her chest.

she will not
blink
when you leave,
because she is
already
romanticizing it.
 Jan 2016 Amy Leigh
Miskin
Please,
Black coffee
as my darkness
without sugar
as my life
 Dec 2015 Amy Leigh
M
It killed me
 Dec 2015 Amy Leigh
M
Our opia
Was *****
On winter nights and
Beneath the summer sun
You looked at me
And fueled my addiction

Our love
Melancholy melody
Droned on
Through the seasons
A constant craving
Until finally I ran out of you

You left me
My addiction still raging full force
You left me
With no help through detox  
And that is why it killed me
 Sep 2015 Amy Leigh
Jason Chae
She was the charming of them all
and to protect her flaws
She grew claws
in her stem.

Keeping away from anyone
who dares to pluck her off the garden,

But He plucked her by the petals
twisting her head out,
brutally.
is there even something as an ugly flower?
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