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  The World Grieves with Her

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  It’s wrong. It’s wrong. It’s wrong. Why is she crying? She has done nothing wrong. She has done nothing but tried to derive pleasure from pain And pain from pleasure. She has failed once again-and the willows weep with her. The sky cries tears of everlasting sorrow Which will be re...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Little Box of Back-ups

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  Perfect lip gloss. Bright sunshine hair. Size zero jeans. High Heels. She’s absolutely fascinating in the way she moves from boy to boy-quickly and happily. Quickly… Happily… Or at least, she appears so. I would be torn apart if I experienced half the heartbreak that her pale eyes ha...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  My Guy

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  Bright eyes and half-smiles, You’re heartbeat is the rhythm of my very being. Keep dancing with me in your basement, Keep walking through puddles with bare feet. Don’t ever stop bike riding past stop signs, Don’t ever stop showing up late. I know your heart better than I know my fa...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Goodnight, Nightmare. (So Over You)

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  Goodnight, little nightmare. I bid you goodbye. No tears shall be shed at your meaningless departure. There will be no memorial to your smile or to your music. You were an unhappy thing in my heart and mind. But soon you'll be thousands of miles away, so I can rest happy and saf...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Goodbye, Nightmare.

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  Hello there, nightmarish angel, It’s been so long since I saw you smile. Now when I hear that song, I always turn up the dial. I see you in the hallway, Your eyes so dark and stained. And I still feel those old somber stars, A love that still remains. I’m sorry I never told you...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Behind My Eyes

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  It hurts when they throw those words at my skin As if I don’t feel As if I don’t grin. It burns when they splash My face with those lies Like fiery breath Extinguished by cries It stings when they break My heart into two So shattered and down Can’t fix it with glue It sears ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  At Summer's End.

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  Gone are the days of the Fireflies, of soft bright eyes, Of little white lies. Vanished are nights of dances on the dock, Of bicycle locks And five-hour long talks. Goodbye to the way that the wind whipped my hair And carried my prayers Up rickety stairs. Farewell to the sounds of sw...
• Nonfiction > Memoir
  The Billionth Date

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  Our billionth date. I’ve started to lose track after nine months of laughter and kisses and hand-holding. It was our billionth date. We went out ice skating. He was just as clumsy as I was-his black rented skates too big for his double-socked feet; the laces coming undone as soon as w...
• Fiction > Romance
  Kissing Under Water

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  Have you ever kissed someone underwater? I’ve heard it’s a pretty crazy sensation. You have to move your mouth around all those crazy bubbles and water molecules-all the while holding your breath and trying to hold on to another human being. Hormones and feelings of love and lust are rushing...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  Black-Out Clarity

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  Black Out. It was always the black out. Blackouts gave Seth the creeps. They brought back both good memories and bad ones-but mostly bad ones. Memories of manhunt with the neighborhood kids were quickly overshadowed by thoughts of days shut away in dark library rooms-grounded. Forced to study for ...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  Drunk Driver

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  Collision. The speeding black jeep collided with Elliot’s car. Confusion. Elliot and his girlfriend Amber were trapped inside. Elliot calls out her name- she doesn’t answer. Sadness. Elliot holds her hand. She fades away-whispering last ‘I love you’s to the blue sky. Anger. Fury wel...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Heartbeats

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  I thought love was fake But then I heard your heartbeat And knew I was wrong....
• Fiction > Romance
  The Funny Thing about Roses

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  Three steps. Two steps. One step. Jay approached the door slowly, hiding the tiny red rose behind his back. He took a deep breath before raising his fist to tap twice on the smooth oak. It only took a moment for the door to open and reveal a pretty girl in pink flannel pajamas. Her hair was me...
• Poetry > All Poetry
  Paper Planes

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  I wish we flew in paper planes Across the air and seas There would be no crashes, only crumples But we might run out of trees Across the air and seas The paper planes would fly But we might run out of trees Less people would have died The paper planes would fly No smoke would clog the a...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  A Child Soldier

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  My gun is rigid at my side-loaded and ready to shoot. But I know that I do not need it anymore. The smooth black metal has become surprisingly comforting in the last few months. It is what protects me from the flame covered world. You would think that a murder machine might inspire fear into a pe...
• Fiction > Romance
  Death and Living

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  Abby Summers died at exactly 12:39 p.m. It was hot inside the Cafeteria of L.J. Efficient High School. Perhaps too hot, because that’s when Abby Summers passed out from heat exhaustion. She was rushed straight to the local hospital, where she was promptly cooled down and given a glass of i...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Irony and Moose Heads

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  It was ironic that we lived on a street named Ocean Avenue, Since the ocean was nowhere in sight. It was a quaint avenue of monotony, Which sometimes sparkled in the light. Shrouded in the shadows of sunflowers, You could run and live all day. Across the street lived Erin, Who liked to ...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Waves

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  Freedom is soft waves That crash and spill foamy white On your best church dress...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Looking Glass Glasses

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  Compressed starlight Reflecting and Refracting The brightness darting over blank oceans. Dusty and Bubblegum-opaque, Eyes sinking behind sight. Like crackled pavement- Dropped and Abandoned. Whistling clear lenses- Made of pale moonlight and interwoven sea spray. A cacophony of brig...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  I Hear a Song of Freedom

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  I hear America singing, but diverse hymns ring in my ears, The voices of the children in the street during the Fourth of July parade, waving flags high in the early summer wind, The family singing on the beach as fireworks crackle and explode overhead, colored flames licking at the stars, The dau...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  Child Soldiers

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  My gun is rigid at my side-loaded and ready to shoot. But I know that I do not need it anymore. The smooth black metal has become surprisingly comforting in the last few months. It is what protects me from the flame covered world. You would think that a murder machine might inspire fear into a pe...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Breaking Barriers

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  It’s a Barrier. A barrier of stone and steel and glass, Which separates our cold fingers as we reach Fingertips that cannot make contact any longer. The sharp glass causes the bleeding, Rivulets of garish red drip from the hand That once held mine. The concrete scrapes your knuckles, ...
• Nonfiction > Memoir
  Ocean Avenue

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  One early autumn morning, I came to find my five-year-old self standing in the modest kitchen of my family’s Ocean Avenue home. Summer sunlight was still streaming through the tiny kitchen windows, as if it was August and the fall was still a distant dream. It was ironic that we lived on a stre...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Ignorance

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  Hot liquid acid rakes down my face, Your steps recede and are soon erased. Your deception and lying has gotten you far, Your words captured me like a fly in thick tar. Maybe I am just stupid, or maybe too smart, For I ignored your pleas to give you my heart....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Skipping Rocks

  

  By WickedStarcatcher, Massapequa, NY

  His eyes are reflected in the cool sea glass, The light glints off the smoothed blue rock. It’s a symphony of color. But his eyes depict a symphony of emotion, As he reaches back to fling the glass across the sea, Skipping Rocks....