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Sometimes,
I feel
as if waking
takes strength that
I seem
to lack since
wading,
this me
with quiet
and empty lips,
has no,
no need… 34 more words

The Garage Sale

Amid the many black mullet wigs from too many Halloweens spent as Kiss
And a trampoline piled with clothes broken in with must and sun… 168 more words

Tomato

You wake in the Earl Grey,
a morning not yet fully brewed to bronze,
a day not fully bruised to blue
and watch your neighbor stoop… 99 more words

Below the chin of the Antarctic
and above the forehead of the Arctic,
is an unexplored territory
where you and I meet in a
belly of blended blues that slowly… 21 more words

Ice Cream

At the end of the earth,
all colors converge with thawing.

The sky melts her blue body
down the grey mountain cone
dripping herself into the mouth… 43 more words

Storybird: A Resource for Writers

I’ve dreamed of doing this since I was a little girl…

How many times have we heard that from the 15-year-old child standing onstage of one of the legion of reality/talent shows? 173 more words

There Is More

The Sun Room

You never seemed to smile in photographs
A small hunch in your back
Your eyes, hidden behind your black caterpillar brows,
seemed afraid of the attention of affection… 165 more words