10K
by Samuel E., Gilmanton Iron Works, NH
How it must look
to the highway-hypnotized drivers
of NH Rt. 140
to see me bounding down the road,
I cannot imagine. ...
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Block
by Laurie M., Hopkinton, MA
Rapt with emotion,
desperation,
the blinding expanse of strident white
lies ahead.
An unforgiving air stings. ...
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Collapsing is Like This
by Megan K., Healdsburg, CA
Stars bend backwards onto beach
ribbons of milky haze imprint
sequined myth, a matchstick
scraped against harsh
surface. Peering at crumbling ...
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Hateful One
by Meagan J., Wichita, KS
I am unbridled hatred
I am scornful loathing
I am feared sarcasm.
I have no love ...
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Last Eve
by Jeffrey S., Glendale, AZ
last eve
i played the guitar
better than i ever have
but not that well.
i turned away from the TV. ...
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Leaving the Farm
by Alexander S., New City, NY
Herded into the
Rusty old truck
Like the cattle on our
abandoned farm
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No Longer
by Kavita A., Downers Grove, IL
When clutching my head,
and dragging my knuckles
across the ceramic floor
wasn't enough to escape
your abuse, ...
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Portrait of a Sixth Grade Poet
by Kristin M., New City, NY
She liked to write long letters in cursive to her cousin,
about incense, bubble baths and trying new foods.
Her words dripped down the paper
like glossy candle wax erupting from an ivory volcano, ...
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Quiet Wars
by Genevieve W., Omaha, NE
A yellow rose
falls.
The glass shatters,
echoes hidden horrors.
The Bushes grow in strength
from bloodshed.
Power watered by dozens
of lies, thousands dead.
But the rose falls.
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Sand Art
by Jessa H., San Antonio, TX
I'm not mad
And you're not tired
So everything's okay.
Your cinnamon hand
with strong soft fingers ...
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Signs
by Jill P., Ridgway, PA
Horns honk incessantly,
There's never a solo
In this symphony of commotion.
A man waves for a taxi.
Rude faces glare at the pavement ...
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Stairs
by Steven S., Congers, NY
I.
The neon pink eyes
of Marilyn Monroe
cast a blush-colored perfume
upon the stairwell below. ...
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The Words That Have Been Said - After Gerald Stern
by Chris R., Califon, NJ
I couldn't live like that,
Putting my face in my hands,
Making up my mind,
Letting thoughts flow
Nervous movements with my hands ...
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Untitled
by Robin H., Gibsonia, PA
Bright sun sparkles clear
Fiery flame in a deep pool
It burns through the blue
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Untitled
by Ivy S., Loganville, WI
I tell him how I'm feeling
with words and tears and words
I can't seem to say
quite what I mean
I'm sick I say ...
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Untitled
by Eamon O., Alameda, CA
foolish fool am i to think of sorrow
if born never i was to be how fun
yes a fool to disregard tomorrow
in bright metallic furture's looming sun
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When I Saw You Holding His Hand
by Sharlyne G., New City, NY
Our trip to Florida wasn't so sunny for me.
Actually, you kind of rained on my parade.
My best friend with the boy I had fallen for.
My heart sank as deep as the ocean goes ...
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Wish for World Peace
by Jennifer T., Gilmanton Iron Works,, NH
A soft whistle from the child's mouth is enough
to suffocate the candles and entertain the family.
His sour breath stretches across the frosted terrain
and steals the liveliness from the wax towers.
Aunts and uncles clap and encourage while ...
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