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Maria Etre Oct 2018
Don't impose
your editorial skills
on my story
unless you
want to add
yourself
to my
chapters
Kore Sep 2018
redskin, cheekbones, upturned eyes
you call me names, pick apart my features
there's much for you to analyze

none of it good enough
even as you slit my belly and take my skin
you think me rough

wearing me like a hood you become
Pocahontas, Matoaka, Indian Princess
you think the thrum of your blood is the sound of a drum

you consume me, trick yourself
Redskin Princess
it's almost halloween and i'm already tired of pocahontas cosplayers
Bryan Aug 2018
Photographs enable us to forget but force us to remember.
Que
Que mañana lluevan rosas,
que te bese un ángel en el pecho
y no se me pase el tiempo,
que me alimente tu recuerdo,
y que sepas
que aún te pienso....
E B K Jul 2018
if
   you'd
              like
                      to
                           Change
                                           me
                                                        Then
                                     double
                              click
                         to
                 Edit
           my
                                           thoughts
John Bartholomew Apr 2018
Take a picture. Snap! Now show the world where you have been
That brilliant destination and all of the sights that you have seen
Be it Morocco and onto Timbuctoo, not a thing ever went wrong
The lies that we can tell whilst singing a different song

We live the perfect life as seen by the planet and its friends
Facebook, Twitter, Snapchat, instantly removed in a millisecond
For what they can see is fake and often ******
A quick brush up, a digitized wipe and Instagram is oh so worthy

A story to tell your friends of that fantastic night out
Not to mention that later on the bouncer kicked you all out
Delete that girl in the background that you pulled after that shot
The town bike to all who know, never going back to that spot

For social media will always tell a different story
Best looking people in the frame, a night of unreal glory
Waking up with an STD, let’s keep that well away
Some **** at the bar not smooth and slick, forget the box of Milk Tray
For this never happened looking down at your feet
Hers or his, whoevers bed it is
Hence,

Edited

JJB
Often real life is boring and problematic. I love the edited version of it - Terry Gross

Saint: A dead sinner revised and edited - Ambrose Bierce
Dawn Jupiter Apr 2018
portals,
boundaries,
encased snapshots,
an edit.

a consumable fragment,
a glimpse,
palatable.
yw Mar 2018
Filtered faces
Staged selfies
Eating oysters
Look at my new watch, sneakers this and that  
Look at the places I visit
Look at my perfect life
No colours are too bright
Edited to perfection
Cropped out the background
Hide the mess If they don’t see it then it doesn’t exist
This is my wonderful wife, life, pooch and house

If I didn’t stage that selfie then this is all of what you would see
the dog that won’t stop barking,
the house that needs cleaned and possibly refurbished,
the wife scrambling at the debt letters on the kitchen counter wondering why the money don’t cover it
The life you wish to filter and draw a line under with the caption “perfect life”
Mystic Ink Plus Feb 2018
Feel it
Plan it,
Rethink,
Ink it
Read it,
Edit,
Connect it,
Then beautify

Love it
Save it
Release free

With the magic of your words.
Genre: Autobiography
Theme: When, small things matter.
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