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 Mar 2013 Madelin
Jessica M
A friend the other
day
told me a story
  of a cousin-neighbor-friend
some kid
who saw a kid get bullied on the
      TV
and he told his
grandmother the story
  as if the memory was his own
           and she
                      freaked
out and called the school
   raving/yelling until
she found out that the story
wasn't her grandson's at all
          just a fabrication
in a blank space
his mind thought a
   memory
            should be and
a friend the other
day
told me that last week she cut
lines into her
   self
because she needed to feel anything
         and I didn't
                       freak
out because I understand
that we need to feel
pain
and we need to remember
pain                          
   and you can try to ****
   the feeling out the feeling
       that too much is easy and
you   are    weak
    because of it
or
you can
             fabricate
pain
   in a way that let's you
tell yourself you deserve all of the
love you crave so severely
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I'd been thinking about writing this poem for a while, and when the media was so concerned over the rapists' future and not the victim (Steubenville), I decided I should stop jotting down random thoughts and actually write it. We keep hearing the term "**** culture." Here's a victim's viewpoint...and remember that this victim could be your mother, your sister, your grandmother, your best friend, your girlfriend, your wife, your child.

I'm pleased with it, but am frustrated that I couldn't get all the NOs to be perfectly aligned! Ah, well.

P.S. The subject is hidden (not too well) in the title.
 Mar 2013 Madelin
Kelly Michelle
HE              SHE               WE

Seek shelter through the storm



EYES         CAN'T         SEE

Nature's wisdom as she forms



PARTS          BREAK          FREE

Amongst debrie of broken dreams



NEW       LIFE      BREATHES

Amidst decaying, dead treacheries



WHY          ASK          WHY

Layers pile one upon the last



RAIN       TEARS       DRY

Each new life fed by its past



A        STRANGENESS       TO

This rythm, this bittersweet song



PRIMITIVE        IS        TRUTH

We live and die yet always belong
 Mar 2013 Madelin
La Jongleuse
in the right corner of your room,
the white paint is peeling away,
to pick at it & watch the entire
thing collapse upon you.

much like the empty things i feel:
nothing but chipping little flakes;
fragile little waste that might
decorate the floor of your room,


naked walls enclose this empty space,
but confused excited atoms dance about ,
screaming at each other in a tongue
that I’ve never known nor care to.


cotton sheets, a sweet odor of skin,
***, oranges & things i can’t get across
cause the line is blocked, overloaded.
i want to; bring down the roof upon us

scratch, pick away, take parts from
the whole thing until it gives way
& submits to the overbearing weight
of unseen structural weaknesses


before being buried alive in this mess,
i’ll evacuate & leave behind this expanse
i’ve been squatting in since i first laid
my eyes upon your deceivingly lazy face.  


(i’m not in the business of maintenance)
 Mar 2013 Madelin
marina
tonight, he told of his scars-

drugs and parties and drinking
left no physical wounds,
but when his knuckles tapped
the podium
we could all see he was
cracked
and
bruised
and

still

hurting.


look, i wanted to say,
*my story hurts too much to tell,
but i have scars
just like you,
just like you,
i hurt too.
**** it, jess.  i knew you had a story to you.  i just didn't know it'd remind me so much of mine.
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