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Gaia1 week ago in Visual & Found Poetry
your teeth leave different scarswhat they didn't tell me--your teeth leave different scars3 weeks ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
the amnesiac [is]
61.8% water &
on watching the night
close its eyes on you,
I only know beauty;
maybe Anne Sexton was onto something
& for the woman shamed,
arise and breathe. Seabones
with taciturn eyes
after we lost him:
mermaid thirst [for]
cruelest love.
[Your] virginity is like an envelope,
a lover's observations [on]
post-it notes, cupping rice
always, and always.
We are2 weeks ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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Keys to Unlock YouThese skeleton keysKeys to Unlock You1 month ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
and the betrayal of your own flesh,
like whistle blowers:
There when hell freezes over.
For You1 month ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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Wishful Thinking2 weeks ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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Successabove the smog,Success1 week ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
to the light,
waves of darkness
--not now, not tonight.
a fire within me
a fire misunderstood:
manido-tewin (spirit home,
my strangewood)
this is heaven,
home sweet home...
happiness is:
I, alone.
OK Cupid2 weeks ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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valar morghulis IIjellyfish,valar morghulis II3 days ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
sandpaper,
honeycomb,
the nameless one.
jellyfish,
sandpaper,
honeycomb,
the nameless one.
jellyfish,
sandpaper,
honeycomb,
the nameless one.
in the end, all men must die.
Human2 weeks ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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figure 11 month ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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Bullying1 month ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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Fire or Ice? (I Don't Know)I've been told that I'm too warm,Fire or Ice? (I Don't Know)2 weeks ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
But then, I've been told I'm too cold.
So which am I?
A burning skillet?
Or a raven's chilled backbone?
Warmth?
Coldness?
What is it?
I don't know.
I'm a psychosis,
Trapped in the venom of contradictions.
Am I fire or ice?
Am I happiness or misery?
Am I closure or discomfort?
These questions, futile disasters.
I've been told that I'm too warm,
But then, I've been told that I'm too cold.
So which am I?
A flickering candle?
Or a refrigerated miracle?
Heat?
Chill?
What are they?
I don't know.
I'm a misconception,
Confused by those who think me a temperature.
I'm neither fire nor ice,
Or so I have told the
Lenses3 weeks ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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Luna haiku3 weeks ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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Don't forget3 days ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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