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Candace Smith
oakland   
Candace
Los Angeles    I'm Candace. English Major. I'm slowly losing my mind. Sorry in advance.

Poems

Sister Carnalis Aug 2015
alone .
strong, wise, driven, loyal.
He has lived and loved,
and chosen to be alone until something better comes along.
something more than physical love.

He found what he was looking for.
Her soul was vibrant and beautiful;
a goddess muse.
She kissed him and knew it not;
her naked words and firm young flesh excited him ...
his wealth of wisdom and experience mocked him for falling in love with a soul ... a forbidden one at that.


The old man had a need to feed,
she was a hungry young goddess needing to be fed.
Where is her champion? Who cares for this young sprite? Who dries her tears and comforts her throughout the night?
He reminded himself again that it was only her soul,
but still, he touched himself... saying her name to make it a little more real, "Candace," he whispered.
Then he listened ... just in case.
Just in case she whispered back.
Katie
Aditya Roy Mar 2020
Boyd and Candace
I am a backdoor man
On the front line
A hard luck soldier
I write prisoner's wives
From Western Union company

I am a dungeon keeper
If the weather allows it
A hue and cry calls from under
Tethered to a teletype desk
I am a victim of my pride
Boyd and Candace hear my plea

I am chained to a job
If I love my wife
My son grows seven
If I scaremonger in Plymouth
To call politicians fake
Boyd and Candace let me pull a gun

The judges reprimand me
With their eyes of steel
I escape my own anger
By praying that God grant
Me my death by a cocked revolver
Boyd and Candace pull a roll of tens on my bill of death
My life is mystery
An austerity