Chelsea Rae

Chelsea Rae Jan 2019

I don't want to be unfolded in pieces like the tabs
In pop-up picture books.

I want to be a flat slate.
Open canvas
with every stroke and mistake
And run off edges to be so visible to everyone
all the time.

There will never be a time
That you will question
If you know me
For
I am bare.

In this vast library and museum of ppl,
I'm surrounded by pop up books.

Jan 2019

Kenya83

My Shadow

Your breath stinks
You drop hair on my sheets

You roll in mud
It’s never enough

Your claws are strong
You bruise my skin

But

Your love is deep
Your heart is free

When we’re together
You only see me

Your eyes are intense
Your cuddles are true

I could’ve called you Shadow
But my Ted will do

Jan 2019

Crystal Freda

Coniferious dreaming

her curiosity had her
daydreaming in the forest.
Avocado leaves tremble briskly
singing its season's chorus.

she listened to the sounds
of squirrels swarming
jumping from tree to tree
like they were performing.

chirp, chirp goes the birds
growing its iridescent feathers.
Animals assembling together food
for the crisp, chilly weather.

she daydreamed
as she studied the mantis green
stems tickling against her sweater
fostering a picturesque scene.

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