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  Go Run

  

  By irishsista14, Northborough, MA

  He is nothing Everything he is From the dreams he has To the smiles he frowns Morning he is happy But night he is alive Hidden, screaming, yearning For what he does not have Come back to blackness You are drowning in white Bleed love no more Drink it back in Breathe life Do not conform ...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  The Old Diner Couple

  

  By irishsista14, Northborough, MA

  “Richard, I really don’t know why you insist on us going to this diner every Sunday! It’s really unnecessary,” Martha said to her husband as he opened the door of the diner for her. “This is the place where I met the most beautiful woman in the world: you,” Richard gave her a kiss on t...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  Young Man

  

  By irishsista14, Northborough, MA

  “Now would ya look at that?” Betty nudged Joanne’s arm and pointed in the direction of the diner entrance. In walked a small boy, probably not yet ten years old, back hunched from the burlap sack he struggled to carry. He glanced around the diner nervously then chose a spot in the corner booth...
• Fiction > Romance
  Rachel, Jack, and a Third Party

  

  By irishsista14, Northborough, MA

  Rachel and Jack “Please, Rachel. Please stop. Please...” Jack’s voice faltered and he looked away from his girlfriend; well make that his ex-girlfriend now. But even though he was focused on the window to his left, he knew her piercing blue eyes were still staring at him pitifully. “I’m ...
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  Unloved

  

  By irishsista14, Northborough, MA

  Hitting hard Falling softly Feeling so low Under people so lofty Fighting never hurt Until I was the victim Avoiding society Refusing to face them Tears had never stung before Blood had never spilled I was losing myself My spirit had been killed Surrounded by leering faces Corner...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Typist

  

  By irishsista14, Northborough, MA

  I watch him walk up on stage And become the typist. A man whose dreams have strayed Dreams that have gotten lost on the air Or buried under the earth. He loses hope and becomes the typist. He marries a woman he does not love And as the years go by His thoughts begin to drift. He cannot rem...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The End of All Good Things

  

  By irishsista14, Northborough, MA

  Those times when it hurts so much that you can hardly breathe Those moments when your heart aches to the point where you think you might die Those few minutes where something wonderful can suddenly come crashing down And you can’t move Your legs won’t allow you to stand Your eyes glaze over...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Dancer

  

  By irishsista14, Northborough, MA

  She steps out onto the floor The moment she touches it, she’s gone. Her eyes glow, her arms raise, and her feet move. She twirls and tumbles and leaps All thoughts vanish As she loses control. The movements amaze her watchers Even the angels stop and stare As she is possessed by the beat....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Something Beautiful

  

  By irishsista14, Northborough, MA

  I’m from the dirt between my naked toes The river in the back Cold and dangerous and coursing through my veins. I’m from the rocks of old The seven I brought over. I’m from the soft of their fur The swish of their tails. I’m from the love of my sister The embrace of my brother. The ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  This Bed

  

  By irishsista14, Northborough, MA

  This bed Hundreds of nights slept in Hundreds of dreams dreamt in The very same I cried in Over fickle boys Over family Over loved ones. This bed where I’ve prayed And learned And laughed. This bed Where I’ve mourned And screamed And cursed the world. This bed Memories Both goo...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Those Ends

  

  By irishsista14, Northborough, MA

  Ends Heartbroken Case closed. They all warned me But I refused. My mind was open My heart was full Now running on empty Feeling like a fool. I cried my eyes dry Wept and prayed. My spirit shattered Rainy days. I kept silent For too long a time. My hope was burned It came too late....
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  Thanksgiving

  

  By irishsista14, Northborough, MA