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- Poetry > Free VerseBy Kaneeshamai W., Washington DC, TX***** .....Where are you? Being tested... Where are you? Being tested.. No rest. Oh no, no rest for those who are wicked. Am I just another falling angel? Leaving holes in clouds...am I really just another silent northbound passenger plane? Where is that damned landing strip… Where...
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Guide > College EssaysBy Kaneeshamai W., Washington DC, TXIt is not until somebody else is fed to the hungry mouth of judgement, chewed and digested into the system so perfectly mechanized to institute conservation, that we- especially my generation- find the infant, second rate, hand me down strength to speak out- to ride easy going 70 mph on the unpaved ... - Poetry > Free VerseBy Kaneeshamai W., Washington DC, TXwhat happens when you hear your favorite song, from that perfect summer and two months later you notice the lyrics don’t make sense and that the music sounds off-key like maybe your headphones are broken? what happens when, your hands feel too much like his hands.. and we’re doing something...
- Poetry > Free VerseBy Kaneeshamai W., corinth, TXi let you beneath my ribcage and between my thighs and last night i cried into my pillow like it was somebody's chest when i met you, i needed you, you were the bandaid over my bullet holes and somehow you must have known that one day i wouldn't bleed anymore you must have known that i...
- Poetry > Free VerseBy Kaneeshamai W., corinth, TXI will never read you my first poem Because I learned once that before you can write something, you have to face the scary things I will never read you my first poem, about the way I craved all the right things from all the wrong places. about the nights where it was between cutting out and cutt...
- Poetry > Free VerseBy Kaneeshamai W., corinth, TXso easily we are snuffed, wiped, carved away, swallowed up pinched like long-burning candles, lit up in dark places where monsters live it is like final words spoken over an empty casket when you told me the ways of the world were twisted and we traveled long into the night, walking in circles ...
- Poetry > Free VerseBy Kaneeshamai W., corinth, TXSunlight drips onto naked earth, scorched red, burning sunset Watching the children play and laugh I will remember tonight as a scrape on my knee An empty plastic cup I will visit this moment as a slow melody Painted somewhere empty inside my mind Singing out of tune, watching me watching you ...
- Poetry > Free VerseBy Kaneeshamai W., corinth, TXBoy blooming man, small creature on first flight Stumbled blind, numbly, nimbly fallen from a high nest A marble-smooth laminate, acting as wood, Our hands, stubborn magnets, pretty ornaments almost colliding upon my desk Fingertips unsure, trembling like strangers crossing on a spiral path in t...
- Poetry > Free VerseBy Kaneeshamai W., corinth, TXA heart is like a flimsy plastic sack of the cheap grocery variety could easily strangle a small child or end up in a landfill or get caught on the phone lines A heart is just a blank page In an old forgotten diary locked shut Soaking up my pain ragged with words left on my bookshelf ...
- Poetry > Free VerseBy Kaneeshamai W., corinth, TXDirty and unclean Like some between the sheets disease Your fire breath, on my neck, begging please Don’t scream. Don’t leave. Nothing left to do but sing, let my heart learn to dance My only chance My peace Just want to cut out Like a radio with poor reception, melt into a gray ...
- Poetry > Free VerseBy Kaneeshamai W., corinth, TXInsomnia My little slice Of quiet My heavy shackles Bolted to the bathroom floor Insomnia No peace Where my cuddly monsters Stretch their meaty arms, and feet And reach out to touch me Awake My heart sleeps As I crawl past each Everlong day I cannot quiet the things...
