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 Jul 2013 Sydney Ranson
ANH
I wish that
"they've grown"
wasn't a compliment.
I haven't bought a pack of stoges
in four whole days,
that's saying something
when a full pack
could get choked down
in one,
80 sticks
of burning leaves
that didn't let me breathe
ain't it strange, but I feel...

relieved?
Daniel Magner 2013
 Jul 2013 Sydney Ranson
hkr
colin kissed hannah instead
and i was nate's second choice
i found out about joe too late
and carson puked on my shoes
wyatt was the first everything
and louis was only a phone call
slade didn't care about my heart
and maklin shouldn't have

you were so much less, so much more
and i know because
it hurts when
i try to write your name.
 Jul 2013 Sydney Ranson
F White
I'm smiling quiet,
gazing at your face in my head
tracing the indents of your mouth,
behind the backs of my lowered lids.
in the distance we
are close,
laced in the fingers of our souls,
even when I'm empty,
you make me whole.
copyright fhw, 2013
 Jul 2013 Sydney Ranson
mûre
out of beautiful spirals of dna
I'm so glad they settled on you
my sweet scientist
my clever clover
my favourite pair of genes.

If we chose our samsara
If I could bring you back
and you could bring me back,
I'd do this again.

And again.

I wouldn't change a single thing about you.

I wonder how many lives I've already spent loving you?

Happy Birthday, darling.
 Jul 2013 Sydney Ranson
mûre
May
 Jul 2013 Sydney Ranson
mûre
May
I couldn't believe them that the darkness would lift
but then Spring erupted on the bones of winter
bubbling like a river, like oxygen and blood
spiraling around every dark spear
racing beneath my feet
setting aflame the kindling in my heart.
 Jul 2013 Sydney Ranson
mûre
mute
 Jul 2013 Sydney Ranson
mûre
I skipped town singing
but now my mouth is closed
all my best words stayed with you.

....

....
once,
I
had a
rabbit,
like you:

saved from the gutter,
as lightning fell piecemeal.
escapism,
all shining eyes,
all tiny scraps of flesh.

and we
let
him go,
but I can never let these things go.
I guess I miss you.
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