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Elizabeth Novak Feb 2014
It tells a lot about a person
who they love and why.
Elizabeth Novak Feb 2014
The snow
Poor men's diamonds
Elizabeth Novak Feb 2014
For the female writer
a cup of tea is akin
to the male writer's pipe
Elizabeth Novak Jan 2014
As we rubbed the stardust
from our eyes
we blinked in surprise
at the every day beauty around us.
The magnificence in the commons
sudden brightness blinded us.
All we could do is wipe the
tears from our eyes and
go on with our day,
scarcely comprehending what
we had seen.
Elizabeth Novak Jan 2014
"How are you?" they asked
"Fine." she said with a
thousand insecurities
screaming from her eyes.
Elizabeth Novak Jan 2014
Hand out the window
treading air.
No seat belts and country songs
filtered through the radio.
Cornfields racing by in the peripheral.

I was quite in love,
with your old truck's feel.
Elizabeth Novak Dec 2013
I'm trying to believe that change is good.
That this heartache will strengthen me
if only I can push through it.
We all crave change and yet
when it comes we cling to the old.
We beat change back and tell the future we aren't ready
...we're never ready.
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