Mara Siegel: Favorites

Apr 2016 Mara Siegel

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Apr 2016 Mara Siegel

Melanie Anne Paulos

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Today it
Occurred to me that
I could dissect your dialect
Savour every breath
And take notes
Of when and why
I thought
Your heart was
Pounding out of your chest
I could pull meaning
From your lips
Like lust
Or
Lovers
Maybe?
I could try and understand
Why I felt some days
So soft like summer
Sun and others
Are as if I've been
Frozen all along
I could fight
The fact that I'm
Always afraid
of your
Fleeting
fingertips

Today I realized
That if I did all of this
I wouldn't get the chance
To know the flashes
Of light that sometimes
Fill your face
Or hear tales
Of dancing shoes
Hallways of birds or
To count the freckles on your shoulders

Apr 2016 Mara Siegel

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Apr 2016 Mara Siegel

Melanie Anne Paulos

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There are no windows here
cold body
mind so near
sink like summer time
sink don't fall
No, no windows
not here

Just empty pages
to be written
and voices to be heard
Plenty of doors to be broken
thoughts that scream
but you dare not say a word
lay on the floor
sweet child
and hope to hear the rain
lay on the floor
and hope you'll see day again
cast away into your cave
into the night
where you cannot be saved
force yourself awake
and force yourself to create
force yourself to love
the day
and force yourself
just not too late

I know there are no windows here
and sunshine seems so strong
but please I'm begging you to
get up and head outside
I'm begging you
to stay strong
No there are no windows here
but you've been deeper in
darkness than this.

Apr 2016 Mara Siegel

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Apr 2016 Mara Siegel

Melanie Anne Paulos

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For a moment
My skin fell off of my bones
And the
Warm water clutched by
Your fingertips flickering
Across my form
They send people
To rivers to wash
Away their sins
You sent me to the river
And accidentally
let a little piece
of me in
Locked away

But bare to my bones
For just a moment
It seemed that you're
All I would ever know.

Feb 2016 Mara Siegel

#10

Feb 2016 Mara Siegel

Maddie Fay

#10

you are a thunderstorm. an earthquake. a volcano. you could rip a ******’s throat out with your teeth.

you are the hot and heaving forest
sliced with sticky shimmery things,
(like bat-heads and beetlewings),
the slushing gushing river with its
tripping tumbling foam,
teeming with salmon headed
upstream to spawn.

letter to self

Feb 2016 Mara Siegel

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Feb 2016 Mara Siegel

Melanie Anne Paulos

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Some
days all I want
is to be
the sun
that kisses
the freckles onto
your shoulders

Feb 2016 Mara Siegel

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Feb 2016 Mara Siegel

Melanie Anne Paulos

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There's a hole in
The roof
Of my house
Although
The hole isn't
Directly above my bed
It leaks
Into the second layer of roofing
And funnels itself
Right to where I lay my head

My room is
A puddle
And my heart is
Torn wide open
Because love doesn't look
Like lies
On grapevines
Whispering willows
That climb
Crawl past
Cranes
And crows in the sky
Blocking out the sun
Making night the only
Thing that shines

Love doesn't look
Like bruised bones
And paranoid telephones
love doesn't seem
Emotionally estranged and
So incredibly alone

It's lips
Are warm
And soft like home
the pretty
And the ugly
Are both grown
But love stays through
Winter snow

My room is
Puddles
And I feel so alone
But that doesn't mean
Your love lips
Will ever be home

Oct 2015 Mara Siegel

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Oct 2015 Mara Siegel

Melanie Anne Paulos

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Some days it's difficult to
Escape
The clutches
Of my bed

Oct 2015 Mara Siegel

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Oct 2015 Mara Siegel

Melanie Anne Paulos

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This morning
I woke up
I had three
cigarettes for breakfast
and I went back
to bed
crucified
by my comforter
my arms
really just anchors
but at
least I ate
breakfast.

Oct 2015 Mara Siegel

Finding Peace in The German Tulips

Oct 2015 Mara Siegel

Aidan

Finding Peace in The German Tulips

They said i should not scream.
But, i had to learn now.
"teasing"
"teaching"
Tortured tongues caged in veneer jail bars,
yearning to walk free.
Let the ripe words of my ancestors dance up my throat
and fall,
fall flat into your hands pretending like it's an every day occurrence.

Recycling my words to new ears.
like you said,
you were "teaching"

#love #words #hands #potential #correction #recognize

Sep 2015 Mara Siegel

Warriors

Sep 2015 Mara Siegel

Aidan

Warriors

When I was 6,
For Christmas
I wanted a nail polish set
That is for GIRLS
My mother shrilled
When I was 7
My parents found me in
A glittering princess dress
I had felt beautiful
You are a boy
Boys don’t wear dresses
Oh and when I cried
Boys don’t cry
Boys don’t cry
Boys do not cry
Because crying is
For the weak and only
Girls cry
Showing emotion is
A flaw but I’m
Designed for flaws
From the beginning
Buffy the Vampire Slayer was
My idol and Fran Dresher
Was my mom
Women are treated as
A lesser being and
As an insult
And I’m sorry
I’m so sorry that I have
Enough respect for women that
I want to be in tune with
Myself and that
I looked up to women during
My childhood
Was surrounded by
Athena’s and Medusa’s making
Men kneel before them because
Women have a key
To unlock their souls
Women are warriors
And I want to be
A *warrior

#feminism #lgbt #men #women #feminist