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 Aug 2014 M
Danielle Shorr
It takes a certain kind of person
With a certain kind of sickness
To be able to break others
So unapologetically

Congratulations.
 Aug 2014 M
Danielle Shorr
8/26/14
 Aug 2014 M
Danielle Shorr
I am homesick
For a place
I have not yet found.
 Aug 2014 M
Francie Lynch
Before leaving,
Pen a poem,
Script a story,
Produce a pyramid,
Manage a milestone,
Fix a fence,
Pose for a picture,
Build a boat.
I'll remember you,
Not to worry.
You'd remember me too.
But images of walls
Brain splattered,
***** on your face,
Cinched belt, alone, or
With needle
Will certainly work too,
But for the wrong reasons.
That's why King Hamlet
Had to return and ask:
“Remember me.”
He was looking for
Understanding,
And we know how that
Ended.
 Aug 2014 M
A
stargazing
hot chocolate
music
christmas lights
autumn leaves
cuddling (in theory)
performing
long hugs
flowers
children in grocery stores begging for pop tarts
late night talks
the thought of you
the thought of us
seeing you from afar as I walk into school
Just you
 Aug 2014 M
Jonny Angel
I hate meetings where people
drone,
drone like wasps
chewing,
chewing bubblegum
blowing,
blowing bubbles
out,
out of their ***
wasting,
wasting time
precious,
precious time,
people,
people
talkng,
talking nonsense.
 Aug 2014 M
Ellie Wasmund
each
thought
brings
a new
tear.

to yet again,
silently stain my face
and leave behind nothing
but more thoughts.

No proof
No evidence
No one will know.
January 22, 2014
 Aug 2014 M
Jack
Forevermore
 Aug 2014 M
Jack
~

Though still I hold stiff to my words
The shaded lane did holler
Aghast, I found it hard to breath
Adjusting at my collar

O’ thee of little faith, she scorned
I know of what I'm talking
I stopped in time with where I stood
An end to sorrowed walking

Indeed fair maiden dark of frown
Lest none be more the wiser
To take these words of which I write
In verse as the advisor

Oh little man with eyes of coal
Yon raven on your shoulder
You offer up these thoughts of truth
In breaths much more the colder

For this you see of where you stand
My grave with headstone calling
I pray you flee with quickened haste
Or lest thy soul be falling

Then fall it shall for this you see
My heart of shattered fraying
If thou art dead, than so am I
*Forevermore now staying
I saw a picture of Poe this morning and decided to write a collaboration with myself. Okay, weird...but it happens.
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