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Breaking cloud's *******, moon came,
beams her smile, so sublime,
my heart is aflame,
*how to stop heart's melt down?
This morning the air is cool
almost cold, and sunlight falls
warm on the skin. Down the street
the space between maple trees
is thick and pale with light.

You see, it isn’t the body
and it isn’t the spirit.
Or the body in the spirit
or the spirit in the body,
but the panoply of things
caught up in a single breath.
The sky above the treeline hangs
grey and yellow as old linen.
A wild-hearted wind
is from the south,
arriving in waves and troughs,
arriving and turning and rushing past.
Out of sight, a bird trills its presence.
A red-wing blackbird rides the wind's current
up and over and down-gliding into a wide green field.
 May 2012 Isabella Macdonald
dj
Me in my mirror, mirror 
A ghoulish sight.

Awkward skulk 
'A clay face'
As my nose says 
'A dog snout'
As my eyes would say

Skin like a shelter
For bacterial catacombs
Rising up from under like undead

Screaming inside
I press my face into the right morph
Re-bend the crooked nose
Self-correct the bloated chin
I layer on more clay, then
Mold it again.
Re-mold some more.
Slice some off; 
what am I now?

"Pretty." an ideal voice says 

*******,
My eyes are tired from staring
"They aren't lasers"
I tell myself
"They can't surgically correct you"

And So 
goes another night.
Sighs.
 May 2012 Isabella Macdonald
mads
Lie, lie, lie, lie straight to my face
And tear out my heart
It pulsates in your hand
But it's black, black and dying
Look at what you've done!

Lie, lie, lie, kiss me and lie with your lips
My love spills out from my mouth
You drink it,
It tastes so foul! Spit it!
Spit it out behind closed doors
Where I can't see
And lie, lie, lie to me.

Say it. Say the putrid words
I long to hear
Say you love me with no meaning
It's all I want,
I swear.
I just wish to dissolve in your lies
Liar, lie, lie, lie to me.

Plastic hearts always melt first in a fire
And darling, I guess that means you're dead.
Ghouls and zombies,
Precious creatures, especially you.
Lie, lie, lie to me liar,
And tell me you're alive.

Give me your heart,
I'll treat it well,
I promise.
I'll stab a ******* knife
Right through it.
That's all you deserve
You precious, precious liar.
i know
a place where
nobody goes,
a place where we
can be free
of our clothes,
we can dance and sing
to the wind where it blows,
a place where the sand
is perfect for toes.

i brought wine and
an ice chest,
speaking of those,
let's both raise a glass,
tonight we're drinking
like pros
we can **** 'neath the moon,
where above us it glows,
me with tattoos,
you with a pierced nose.
you're probably
too young for me
or looking for someone else;
a guy with more talent,
and a sense of adventure
or someone with an exotic accent,
who knows?

your purity
and shining blond hair
and quirky sense of style
have me wondering--
did it hurt when they shoved that metal in your nose,
and if you'd do the same to my heart
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