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Attached To Me, Jessica Guda

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If I flew away from you
And left you
Would I stay

In your thoughts
And in your dreams?
Would I help you to be brave? ~excerpt from poem

Alone Tonight, Jessica Guda

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Somehow it’s just not right
That I should sit alone tonight.
The rain comes down
While melodic sounds
Creep inside to meet me. ~excerpt from poem

Calculations, Elizabeth Pode

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The fringes of the velvet petals brush up against the timeless bone-white bark. Her slender hand trembles, naked as it is without the gleaming ring she had dreamt of so often. There were two roses. One stark and wilting with its fleeting beauty, covering up the gaping scar. It was left at the graveside. ~excerpt from poem

February 7th, Elizabeth Pode

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Let the light in

so that when I finally

see you,

love will be

lust will be

fate. ~excerpt from poem

Down East Maine, Gibb David

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It began with the long, silent drive past endless

lobster pounds and fishing towns that litter

the landscape of Down East Maine like seagulls

swarming a freshly pulled pot, like canvas tents

on the small island that was my summer home. ~excerpt from poem

Fabricated Wonderland, Jessica Curlett

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Maybe if Alice

was not so lost

It’d be easier to make decisions;

Like why is a raven like a writing desk? ~excerpt from poem

Compassion, Jessica Curlett

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Because I'm a nice person

It's what I do,

but you,

look at this as boring

or unrewarding

and turn your back faster

than I can think to be forward. ~excerpt from poem

Untitled, Drew Bollman

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미안해 (I’m sorry)
But I need you.
보고싶어 (I miss you)
Please come back. ~excerpt from poem

Order Up, Elena Bishop

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My enemy is my only friend, a chess game played on Sunday.

Mates having breakfast at Tom’s Diner, wondering whose picking up the check.

What happens when I start thinking; I end up going the wrong way.

I think he knows my next move; we stroll down State Street. ~excerpt from poem

Vegas, Rachele Ketchem

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Camp Desertrock, Rachele Ketchem

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Sf Ferry Building, Alexis Bailey

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Sonoma County, Jim Metzger

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“It’s coming, a calmness of thought. It has to be.” These were often Tom’s words and most certainly always his thoughts. “The critical mass of media cannot sustain its frequency.” So for that we will be grateful, and for Tom’s final wishes, I am grateful too. ~excerpt from prose

Just Dial Zero (Excerpt), Megan Lynn

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Welcome to Paradise.

The scent of stale booze, fresh urine and dejection washed over her as she opened the glass door with a crack carefully patched by a duct tape diagonal slash. A small bell jingled above her head. She wondered where anyone would go. ~excerpt from prose

Easy, Vernisha Tavares

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It was easy wasn’t it?

Being young and free.

Nothing could hold you back.

The world was yours to own. To conquer. ~excerpt from poem

1 A.M., Mariah Mcguire

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The night is alive.
It is pulsing, beating breathing.
Every inch, every motion
May be the last. ~excerpt from poem

Steadfast Love, Brittany Lyons

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There may not be a man, but there is a presence.
He may not be able to hold my hand, but he will still lead me to the promised land. ~excerpt from poem

Love Medley, Brittany Lyons

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You're just too good to be true, a new soul in a winter's tale.
I watch the winter song unfold from the Wuthering Heights.
Falling slowly through the Dark Divine I know you are my only hope. ~excerpt from poem

Van Gogh Swirls, Jessica Lim

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There is a blankness that rests in your eyes
There are times when the eyes can’t see, when the mouth can’t speak.
There is a blankness in your eyes, and a solitude within
There are times when you look up
And all there is are Van Gogh swirls ~excerpt from poem

Let Us Pray, Jessica Curlett

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They say

That the good Lord

Will see you through

So just listen dude ~excerpt from poem

Compassion Prisoner, Jessica Curlett

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I wish I could tell you

What’s on my mind,

But I’m not even sure.

When I figure it out

I’ll let you know ~excerpt from poem

Eiffel Tower, Rikki Larson

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Vatican, Michael White

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Switzerland, Michael White

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Coliseum, Michael White

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The Bridge, Jennifer Jensen

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Beyond The Bend, Jennifer Jensen

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Hawaiian Palm Tree, Talaria Haast

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Zeus, Talaria Haast

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Ice, Talaria Haast

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