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After Swimming
Nothing was the same,but I didn’t know it yet.I had been swimming,and my hair was wet,ears ringing with drips,drips,drips, the screams of an eyewitness on the radio that my teacher was too shocked to switch off. My hair was wet,and my mind occupied with how I’d failed to swim a full length.I was scared.I didn’t understand…
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Love Is The Message
Sensing shadows,I close my eyes,count to an incalculable number,nodding my head to the night’s rhythm. My glass is glowing,half full of my dreams,sipped and swallowed,swirling with the butterflies that line my stomach. The daughters of the dolls dazzle,followed by my feet,dainty and dancing down the runway.My spirit is my trophy,and tonight, my soul will shine.
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New Visual Poem – A Song For Venus
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Girls Like Us
New York knows you. Small stem, to tepid titan, coaxing the clouds, from the sky, and the stars to the sidewalk. They gather, gasping at your glow, as you break free, and breathe, for the first time, on your own terms. Small smile, small girl, big dreams, at the ball, on the roof, gazing at…
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