Category: Poetry

listen carefully as i clearly state my business i’m here today to confess my illicit intentions i admit it; my heart’s been compromised my unwavering ...

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by Pamela Denchfield Because the child does not have the power to withhold consent, she does not have the power to grant it.--Judith Lewis ...

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The midnight coffee beans always remind me of her- the desk lamp the open laptop the half open window, the curtains dance softly in wind. I stare at the ...

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My fingers still search that little emptiness on midnight bed where once you slept with your Summer warmth. Now there lies the other part of me. ...

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In that orange afternoon I first saw you breathed you at that moment I knew you are the woman after the sleepless nights the scent of you made me love life ...

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The half-buttoned shirt of youth and the sun burnt brown skin which still bears the scar of the first kiss a beating of heart a slow retreat to darkness a ...

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Again with memory failing Head first into the deep end I dive Never breaking stride in the race Against myself To return to your side Spectre of ...

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even after the shatter even after the fall even after my flesh was marred and torn by thorns i remain still as a statue obsidian heart cradled in my palms held ...

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his profile said he wanted honesty & loyalty & long conversations over dinner with wine but the tap of his fingers & twist of his lips & and ...

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