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My pen could write for
anyone, true,
But it never smiles about them
the way it does for you…
March 2020
Alicia Moore Mar 2021
The dawn of humans unknowingly sparked a debate in sincerity.
While praising dexterity, one may neglect the warmth of a tender heart.

Is it better to ablate the ***** —
do we intend to berate its kindness?

I wish to travel to the beginning of evolution,
when no pollution of such harshness is clear;
that may be our only solution here.
Alicia Moore Mar 2021
Her tongue was slick with grime as she lied
to the doe eyed boy who held her gaze.
Alicia Moore Mar 2021
I’m interested in a free trial
to the south of soil.

Just a free trial, you see...

Resting for a while in the roots
To avoid such crushing daily disputes.
Alicia Moore Feb 2021
do you simply enjoy travelling to dreamland,
or is it that living in reality feels too much like a nightmare?
Alicia Moore Feb 2021
her fingertips leave
velvet kisses
across his skin,
wiping the tears
that escape
with her palms.

nothing can compare
to such
a lover’s material.
Alicia Moore Feb 2021
Her healing smile shines bright,
yet my wound reopens in this light.
I begin to bleed,
a flow so heavy I feel my head spin...
I cannot be freed if her faux grin is not exiled.
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