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i want your mouth on mine and your hands in your pockets and your eyes that surge like the sea mermaid songs and melancholy brine. i want the blues and the symphony to miss you and kiss you and the stars that shimmered on your skin nineties music on the sunsoaked grass and hearts that thud i... - Nonfiction > Academic“Don’t have sex. Because you will get pregnant. And die.” These lines from the infamous movie Mean Girls show the humorous side of chastity education’s many problems. A well-rounded sex education curriculum gives students accurate information without censoring and does not cater to religious...
- Poetry > Free Versetoday we took to the rainy streets heads low, hearts high fingers linked like precious metals (we’ve all burned bridges but with each touch, you heal my scars) i slipped and fell onto the asphalt (you laughed it had ruined the moment) and i’m still falling (fast) only i’m not scared ...
- Poetry > Free Verseit's pretty obvious when it's meant to be. when fingers lace together like seamless swirls on a wedding cake when two pairs of eyes meet and the universe falls into place, sparks fly and all that. can sparks rise again? can the fragmented universe be sliced together? who knows? ...
- Poetry > Free Versetwo submerged in contradictions yes no maybe? there are no words to paraphrase. in another malleable reality they'd fly like birds not of this earth not separated no not by miles or disfigured hearts. it's a mess, yes a beautiful mess their tangled fingertips, the interwov...
- Poetry > Free Versefallen flocks feathers in the ashes cherry blossoms satin sashes eroded by sea salt doused by dust homes and houses left to rust flag painted by morning sun flying half mast threads undone stitch them together so morning sun flies take this moment to arise...
- Poetry > Balladsoldiers charging into war bodies cloaked in silver shine fallen horses bleeding red and all for those with right divine early morn when he awakes his somber nobles ring the bed they dress him in his gowns of gold he lives! they cheer tears yet unshed he wages war with parliament king a...
- Poetry > All Poetrysoft sun spring sounds cold sweat heart pounds one bloom grasped tight pale pink could bite quick snaps count each hard truth in reach drop stem heart falls light wind bird calls...
- Poetry > Free Versethere's very little scope for imagination here salt, sky, and sea caressing breeze warm wind teases and tugs cabana curtains hems of skirts makes the ocean a multifaceted prism which hasn't been epitomized, mused over painted and admired? there are the bowls of fruit, glasses...
- Poetry > Free Verseshe catches falling stars puts them on paper for the rainy days when memories fade from gold to gray she sees through layers when other fail, yet misses the gauziest fabrics her eyes hold hints of hazel that she considers an anomaly as if. others would kill for what she considers impe...
- Poetry > Free Verseshe dances over the cracks in the sidewalk (artistic superstition) and he follows, fingertips intertwined like shadows in the passionfruit purple night. she is pale golden blonde; blue eyes, one with smidgens of hazel. his, supposedly, are flecked with gold according to the girl that knocks...
- Nonfiction > Travel & Culturethere is a man an old man back broken a somber marionette one hand reaches out a jerky tug by puppeteer he holds a cup he doesn't shake it like the others do let the quiet jangle of coins ring through the streets of san juan i wonder what he might say this aged puppet if th...
- Poetry > All PoetryThe siren sits upon the rocks that litter stormy seas her singing draws the sailors in and drags them to their knees Her eyes are green and flecked with gold her skin is pale as ice and paired with her soprano voice many does she entice On serene days when waves rock not the ocean wate...
- Poetry > Free Verseyou leaped into puddles in your brand new boots (because who cares if they get dirty? mom’ll wash them) puddles, puddles muddy or clear or your favorite, the ones with spiraling rainbows (who knows how they got into their inescapable spheres? who even cared?) you splashed in them all- t...
- Poetry > Free Verseimagine the world in shades of silver peachy flesh replaced by cold metallic grays this is the scientist's dream intelligent and charismatic researched and informed obsessed and just slightly crazy his madman eyes alight his hands twitching, never slowing mapping out his fantasies he ...
- Poetry > Free VerseMy mom has always been one to make cake from mixes, tea from bags. But I would never have suspected her of cheating out of making our Thanksgiving dinner. At the supermarket, as we crammed our cart with mashed potatoes and apple cider I saw her sneaking looks at prepackaged turkey meat. ...
