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jar

i keep a jar by the windowwhere every night a star falls asleep.it rests in my jar til the moon falls apartand the sun resumes its place in the sky.every night when my eyes are shuta bright light wand...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Oct 2008 22:48:00 GMT

big boys; they grow down

eventually. the tallest of the trees falls.eventually. the strongest of the branches breaks.eventually. the wisest of the elders fails.eventually. the perfect are proven imperfect.and eventually the s...
Posted by on Sun, 31 Aug 2008 23:30:00 GMT

Little Girls; We Grow Up

where is your purple heart soldier?are you no warrior of loveare you weak for the lust of your headdo you stand tall in fleshly battles?i write in form of questionin hopes for a decent answerthat a so...
Posted by on Fri, 18 Apr 2008 01:17:00 GMT

all the worlds a stage

Wait a minuteHold on a secondSomething's missingAnd something's not rightYou think you have it allBut when you lay alone at nightYour thoughts race aroundSearching for the perfect pieceLonging for the...
Posted by on Tue, 08 Apr 2008 15:20:00 GMT

remember this

so i just started a nonfiction book that i randomly decided to bring to florida with me when i moved that i had no interest in, none what so ever, before i left...and now i find myself in complete and...
Posted by on Wed, 02 Apr 2008 10:50:00 GMT

i am painted

still the satchel paints me redwith her ruby shoes and undying headshe wraps her victims in scarlet ribbonwaiting for their last real visionstill the treetops paint me greenwith their emerald lips and...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Mar 2008 15:50:00 GMT

death escapes me

tonight death escapes melying on a red carpet with the blinding lightdeath never came to menever once a knock on the doorfor my soul to precariously answerdeath never came to meawaiting its reproach i...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Mar 2008 15:34:00 GMT

one and anon

i am the arrow in his bowand i hunt through the leaves i am the feather in his wild hairgiving him courage day by dayhe is the wings to my beakthen i lift into the windi am the roots to his treeand he...
Posted by on Wed, 12 Mar 2008 08:15:00 GMT