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 May 2014 Kayla
Bjørn O Holter
I refuse to die
Before my eyes have witnessed
A butterfly's birth
Another haiku... Haven't really had much time to  sit down and write  this week.
 May 2014 Kayla
Nirali Shah
Untitled
 May 2014 Kayla
Nirali Shah
I loathe definitions
Meaningless words
To describe something
Which means much more than those rambling letters
Trying so hard
To compete
And make their way
To someone's
Non-receptive ears..
To describe
Something so abstract
Without a designated word
A feeling placed on a pedestal
Ready to be either accepted or euthanized
Different than any other
Doesn't need words
It is independent
Doesn't need comfort
Of a single syllable
But yes
It  needs the reciprocity
Otherwise..
What does one do with orphaned feelings?
There is no orphanage
There are only graves
And someone to shed tears
May 21,2014
Once, a stranger said-
"You have the most beautiful eyes"-
I said "thank you", but did not compliment back.

She said-
"They remind me of the ocean"-
I said again, "thank you"-

She said-
"I cant swim, so your eyes remind me of death"-
I said again, "thank you"

Still unsure-
Why my eyes reminded her of the sea.
My eyes aren't blue.
My eyes are green.
 May 2014 Kayla
Ryan Jakes
Please don't take those pills
the ones you told me about.
Lined up, neat rows, single file
in all colours, organised harm.
You said you'd had enough
bone tired, broken you
crying down the line
to bone tired, broken me
as if I could save you from yourself.
No-one ever could.
Sacrifice yourself to life, not death
death is darkness and you, sweetest girl
are light beyond vibrancy
my lullaby at night, my morning song
my fragile, fearsome, wondrous friend.
For my cousin and partner in crime, she's having a hard time at the moment. I'm hoping she reads this and understands that she is awesome and that we need her.
The first time i had ***, I had done it only out of curiosity.
After it was done, I felt nothing but the need to wash her body off of mine.
I watched her mess roll off of me, the way black sock lint would in water.
She didn't clog the drain.
She dint stick to me like the lint did.
 May 2014 Kayla
Vivian
let me first
apologize; it is neither
fair nor right, that I have placed
you, human that you are,
upon a pedestal, made you
object of my affection,
concurrently greater and baser than
all of your peerage.
second,
let me apologize again.
I've been ****** up for
a while now, mentally and
blood alcohol levelly, and it is
not fair
that you have to deal with me at my worst.
third,
let me
apologize
once more,
because even at my best I was not
worth your time, yet I persisted
insinuating myself into your life when I
had no right to and that,
that was my cardinal sin, was it
not?
that I had the audacity to
love you, and then
to demand you
love me back.
 May 2014 Kayla
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If You Love Me
 May 2014 Kayla
gg
lay with me on the lawn
when it's too hot to move
and silently soak up the sunlight

dance with me while moonlit
to your favorite song
as the stars shimmer in our eyes

love every part of me,
speak to me in poetry,
and never let me go
I want to feel you.
Scraping against me.
I want to taste the,
Mango in your kiss.

Drag from your chest to your neck.
to claw from your ribs down to your hip.
I want to feel you on me.
And taste the citrus on your lips.

Starving for the touch of,
Hoping for your grip.
Trying not to think too much.
About your blackberry bliss.

Distracted by your hammer hits.
The water against the ship.
The boat begins to tip.
Spilling fruit into the wavy rift.
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