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Jealousy’s Cry

JEALOUSY’S CRY Don’t you dare to look at me. What is this gross profanity? It’s verging on insanity, I don’t know what’s come over me. Growing green like prickly weeds, I cannot stand your flashy needs. Like leprosy, I’ll consume you, Make you fussy, Call you a pussy. What is the conspiracy? It’s he; she; […]

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Call Me Closer

CALL ME CLOSER Call me closer to you, I am a sovereign state of solitude. Reach into the unmarked cavern and collect the shattered pieces of gemstone past a milky surface of flesh, echoes an unknown song that rings with closeness and familiarity. Collapse and find home in the crescent moon of jaw and neck. […]

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Reflect

Stand in front of the mirror Or… Grab a pair of scissors. There is always an error In the shimmer And the glimmer, Over time, the shine grows dimmer. Today you are merry, But what about tomorrow? Such joy can turn to sorrow. Thoughts and feelings are so bitter, Craving for clothing to fit better. […]

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The Ocean: A Femme Fatale

The ocean is a dangerous woman. The most dangerous woman. With an unprecedented wink of a generous wave, she may seduce even a man of pure devotion. She alluringly takes your hand, allows you to believe that you, A mere man of flesh and blood, Are in control of your movements, vulgar in comparison to […]

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Memory Lane

Looking at the theme of nostalgia, my work merges together childhood photographs with photos I’ve taken myself. For me personally, when I hear the word nostalgia it makes me think of the family albums full of photographs of when I was little. It made me think about how we accept these images as our heartfelt […]

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Orlando

We stand alone We different hearted, hurting masses We broken down and hunted lovers We stand alone We stand regardless We stand against our storming anguish We are the unnatural ones We are dandelions growing out of bounds We are picked We are trampled We are pulled apart by the wind We will grow, we […]

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Attention

“We all know the feeling of that first sip of coffee in the morning, the one that starts you off for the day, and it’s so strong and hot that it sometimes doesn’t even feel real. Drink your coffee how you like it, whichever way makes your heart pound, choose the fuel that will get […]

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Hell

“Life is confusing and there’s no way of knowing how this cycle will unfold. We as humans, we conform to the expectations of society, and we often forget that we have a choice in the way that we live our lives. We are told to cross our laps at school; we use the time to […]

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The Donor

Amongst the gravestones every day, amongst the graves I made my way between the calm and quiet lines, ‘twas here I found my peace of mind the Ghost forever watching For only I, I seemed to find, still cared about the long cold dead. Only me, with flowers red. I felt for those with Earth […]

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