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 Mar 2014 Deana Luna
PrttyBrd
To love the dream
More than the man
Isn't love
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 Sep 2013 Deana Luna
Makiya
maybe you can feel me,               the clunk
in my chest                                    in yours

the drop                                    
                                                       in your
                                                        diaphragm

maybe you can see it,                   seeing
my eyes open as open                  your
                                      ­                 eyes
                                                

maybe you can hear it,                is
the hum inside my                       from your
                                                       mouth


maybe you can think me            as I
                                                       think
  ­                                                     you
to my best friend, whom I miss.
 May 2013 Deana Luna
Emily Tyler
He got expelled this time.

He wasn't sent to
In-school suspension
Or lunch detention
Or the counselor's office.

He was expelled from
Fairfax County Public Schools.

And his friends all freaked.

They sat outside the school
Every morning
And wouldn't go in
To protest.

They signed a petition
That called him a
"Well rounded student"
And
"Well loved by the student body."

I didn't love Brian.
I hated Brian.

Brian was the kid
Who always
Made the class
Stay late.

He was the kid who
Went through the halls
Grabbing peoples butts.

He was the kid that
All the guys wanted to be
And all the girls wanted to have.

And instead of sending him off
To West Point
Where he would have to
Shave his Bieber hair and
Follow the rules for once,
The county revoked the expulsion.

And to me
It seems like
A celebrity murdered someone
And because a thousand fan letters were sent in
They got to go free.
 May 2013 Deana Luna
tread
Anvil / feather
complaints, critical acclaim
a sleepy beating, and life floats on again

but the list
had written
a letter
and left.

secretly
we all thought it best.
 May 2013 Deana Luna
tread
I recalled
with a
sinking
feeling that
the surface
is above me.

I am buoyant,
and I am
rising.

I am slow
to avoid
the bends.
 May 2013 Deana Luna
tread
The forest and my sadness flow
like seedless cherries- the mystic
is musty.

the mist is mosaic.

I have a beautiful problem.

I have a very beautiful problem.
 May 2013 Deana Luna
tread
cough
 May 2013 Deana Luna
tread
cough

cough

     ahem

  she's we, you see

        creep. liquor. creep. sack of ****, that's what that is. creep.

                    liquor.
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