Freshly Dusted

Youth at LargeMy defiant shouts are lost under the roar of a thousand vehicles on the overpass above me, my only listeners obscene symbols rendered in neon spray paint on the city's underbelly. I cry out my frustrations with the world, with the people who run it, with the inevitable brokenness I see in every heart, in every crannied nook. I scream against...

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Meet me under the universe, will you?I have some things I'd like to share. It won't take long, just a minute - or two -It's not much, I wouldn't normally care. But I've been caught off guard by your beauty lately,The way you mark your ideals 'til the endThe way your heart longs for justice, but sedatelyEvery stranger a new friend to defend.  ...

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 I've spent my entire life trying to touch the universe. When I was younger, I thought it was with me in every breath, a simple energy guiding me forward, in and out, in and out. I would play with it, caught up in its imagined grandeur, in its everyday wonder. A playground made all the difference to my beleaguered soul, and I delighted in...

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Sundaysi initial your name in the dirt,a cliche i've always longed to fulfillbut now i wonder why i divertmy own self to write about you.so instead, i scratch out the hurtand replace your name with mine,wondering when i became so willing to be replaced by someone else? ...

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Black Eyed SusanTwenty-seven years of watching her shadow dance across the walls, twirling in and out of contact with his own. Twenty-seven years of watching her stare out the window, brooding on the color of the sky - always the color and shape of the sky. Twenty-seven years of placing flowers in her hair, daisies and daffodils, Queen Anne's Lace and Black Eyed...

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The Laundry List of Stories I Want to Write But Probably Never WillI restarted my blog this week, the last day of May, and it's pretty darn cool, this new aesthetic of mine. it's scribbling down the remnants of my heart in the back of a rusted-out trailer. It reminds me of the pastor who lit a truck on fire for his graduation...

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What I See in Your Eyes Our love is like                           t h u n d e rHowling on the seafront While a tornado tears towards the heavens, snarlingAnd fish burrow deeper into the depths, sereneAnd waves wage war against the beach, slashingAnd shells scatter on the sand, searchingAnd gulls cry out a thousand shouts, before disappearing. And the...

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 Wild Blackberries Tell it to my brain, dear, not my heart.That rhapsody of strings has long sinceBeen rendered false discordant artUnder whose banner even fools wince. I don't lift mediocrity high,Purely for the fun of flaunting it. Rather, I want to skip the old lieThe one before we learn we don't fit. Please don't fill my mind with romanceBecause, Lord, are your words tormenting...

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Tasting PoisonYou don't think she's the type of girl to wake up and scream at herself in the mirror. To wait until she's alone to start talking to herself, lips dripping venom with every word. When she was younger, she trashed everyone who even looked at her, staring them down and daring them to say something - anything. Now, she's course corrected, turning her...

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Such Joyi miss your armsaround me, laying me backin summer grass. cool against my skin, yet strong, a gentle reminder that i can not escape, that i do notwant to escape, that i would spend forever with youif it meant i could keep you. and i realize my heartgoes the way of foolishness, as every lover's doesand that the words i say now,i will...

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