Her strength suits her skin in a metallic shine, A hard glaze like a valiant trophy But she’s no trophy wife; Her beauty scarfs itself…
Prose & Cons
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Men molding me and making memories we loom over each other like masked insects reaching to prove ourselves bending to lie prone sticking the wounds…
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I remember when I forced my friend to comfort me. I was seven. I had a friend named Noah. I had a black cat named…
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His name was Mustang, but he owned a Corvette. It was blood red and always smelled of cigarettes. There was something about the way he…
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She wasn’t sure what time it was. She was wearing a yellow dress. It must have been early in the day because her makeup was…
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Bring our troops home Is a type of joke all it’s own Because all we’ve ever known is war. Developments are two steps back, And…
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We all sat there on the grass. The sun was still out in its early September manner but was hidden behind a few clouds almost…
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I am the spirit of pollination that possesses the birds and the bees, the winds and trees to revitalize the earth. I am the spark…
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I have known the wild vastness of the night in el pueblo When he’s drunk and he’s dangerous and he’s throwing bottles of presidentes against…
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Sometimes stuff happens, tragedies you can’t control. All you have left are memories of the good times, the jokes, the days spent. But the memories…