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 Jul 19 Jay Jelly
Arna
"Some people just can't resist your smile,talent and happiness for no reason."
Some people won't need a reason—
your smile will irritate them,
your talent will threaten them,
and your happiness will unsettle them.
But that says more about their emptiness than your brightness.
Keep shining anyway.
 Jul 19 Jay Jelly
Lee
I can’t move,
I can’t wake up
I’m screaming for you.
Shake me
Slap me (if you can without hate)
Wake me up
But my brain dropped the gate
They speak in cliches.
Their kindnesses are for show.
People that I know.
When the world appears in shades of gray,  
Spread joy in every possible way.  
A kind word, perhaps a smile,  
Can make a heart dance for a while.

Our spirits shine through simple acts,  
A loving touch, a friendly pact.  
Make the world your cherished friend,  
Share laughter, and a helping hand.

With open hearts and open minds,  
Let’s embrace all the goodness we find.  
In every moment, large and small,  
Spreading joy lifts us all.
 Jul 19 Jay Jelly
Ami Mathur
Would this be the end?
Where you leave me astray, with feelings of you—
Engraved on my tombstone.

I have been with you—
Strange it is, but alone.
I’m now in the habit of hearing your songs
With only one plug.
The other hums the tune,
Remembering you on my other side,
Where your hand once held my arm—
Tightly.

I know these rhymes—
These ambivalent notes I write—
They are not new.
Some speak in gestures,
Some speak in verbs.
Sitting on this bench near the lake,
I feel on my toe a different tide—
A different ebb

I see every passerby’s face—
Familiar with you…
Or, to say it better, like a maniac does,
I see only you.
Only you.
Ambivalent: meaning -having or showing a mixture of feelings or opinions about something or somebody
 Jul 19 Jay Jelly
Zywa
Mother can continue to see me
as a daughter, but my brother
and my husband must want
to know me as I am

I need that
even if it's not true
because my fruitless striving
keeps me alive nonetheless

Walking and writing
in notebooks and letters
explanations of who I am

Book after book to refute
and to replace what they like
to think about me, to break
it down and nuance it

Word by word weighed
and considered and rejected
now for sale to strangers -
my kind, if they dare to be so
Autobiographical books by Frida Vogels, initially written for her brother and her husband

Collection "Trench Walking"
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