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  Sep 2016 Tammy M Darby
George Stark
Her hair was golden
and she blew beauty
out of the water
and I met Her alone
somewhere,
some place,
who knows?
But I fell like a dove
with clipped
wings, into
the expanse of Her.

Let me drown.
eh
  Sep 2016 Tammy M Darby
Timothy Ward
orphaned by the night
your tender whispers silent
a tear soaked pillow
  Sep 2016 Tammy M Darby
Kush
I see a sheet of moonlight shine on the drops of water
It looks as if streams of longs diamonds are piercing me

The entire sky resembles my skin
Everything feels familiarly cold
Plants wither and animals flee with every step taken

I lost my true love long ago

Unabashedly innocent, she bore the same scars as I
Unequivocally forgiving, she took my dark origins in stride

For her existence, I would battle both the blessed and the ******
For her soul, I would fight until my last breath
and then eternity afterwards

Devotion has no jurisdiction
Having scoured the heavens,
my search takes me to the pit

I dip my toe into the abyss as it shifts
Hell drags me into the fray
Her sweet eyes on my mind,
I dive into the fiery bays
I climb into the tub filled with water
Hoping it would cleanse me of our memories
Our history,
Hoping it would get rid of moments I crave to forget.
I run the soap along my body,
Cleaning out your fingerprints,
Rinse,
Smiling because I think I'm finally free.
But we all know how baths work.
I sat there in my dirt,
Your dirt,
Our dirt,
I sat there in the midst of our memories
Stuck with you
Surrounding me
Once again.
Like you never left.
To him: you're stuck on my mind. Why?
  Sep 2016 Tammy M Darby
Noah Ducane
Cat
My cat had nine lives,
But spent every one with me.

Those eyes see nothing
But what's just in front of them.

He had this kindness you couldn't escape-
Not like human kindness,
Because there were no thoughts behind it.

Cats don't feel pain
But the pain of death.
  Sep 2016 Tammy M Darby
rohini singal
talk to me about paradigm shifts theories of perception and escher’s paradoxes
but talk also to me about what you had for lunch or the weather or about foxes
because nothing is too small or too daunting
when you're the one doing the talking.
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