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  Falling through

  

  By pigeondove, monsey, NY

  Today there’s another weird bug in the shower. Mom and I have been killing them for weeks. The centipedeish ones are helpless. She splashes those once and they’re lifted easily off their many legs, off the side of the green porcelain tub and down the drain. Today it’s a spindly spidery one...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Rental Fire

  

  By pigeondove, monsey, NY

  The stairs in this house are steep and as he runs up He smacks each step with his hands I see him come because I sleep out here, in the hallway room he doesn’t know I'm awake So he shakes the bed and says “get up the barn’s on fire.” Dorothy, who owns our house, owns the ba...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Lullaby

  

  By pigeondove, monsey, NY

  Adam is beside me Driving in slanted lines Across the highway Weaving through the cars That move too slowly We are rocking back and forth Between the guard rails. Jake is in the backseat Reaching around the headrest Tapping a beat into my dream With his hands in my hair. I'm c...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Waiting

  

  By pigeondove, monsey, NY

  The streetlight blinked out Across the street On the corner of Main and Broadway The puddles in the road are grabbing What little light they can From passing headlights Tiny collections of planets Who have lost their sun. The rest of this café are in twos Writers meeting actors Meetin...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Adventure

  

  By pigeondove, monsey, NY

  “lets go on an adventure” she giggles Standing in my doorway Refusing to come in, wanting me to come out She’s wearing a blue scarf around her head Her nose it bright red like it always gets when she’s cold She’s sniffing. In the woods everything is grey and white and silver We ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Laughing With The Wind

  

  By pigeondove, monsey, NY

  today I sat outside at school instead of going to gym because we had a sub I sat all alone and was all like blown by the wind and watched the birds and felt meditative. it was weird like there was no sound almost none at all like no cars and no people and nothing just like...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Most Days or The aspiring film maker

  

  By pigeondove, monsey, NY

  Most days September 20th 2008 Most days I go downstairs and find something wonderful to eat like buttered toast and earl grey tea and carry it all back upstairs with the delightful idea of stealing a movie from my dad's credit card And downloading it from itunes. Sitting on th...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Three Poems

  

  By pigeondove, monsey, NY

  (Assignment: an important event in your life.) The door stares you down while you wait. Is it such a surprise then That this gave you the idea That once you had entered They might Stare you down too? As the door had done. But No such luck "Become a voice and an emotion" They...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  A List

  

  By pigeondove, monsey, NY

  I'm making a list of things that we need here. Here in this little other house We don’t live here We just come here And this is a list of the things that we need here. All we have here are books and paper and pens And candles and matches and cushions Fortune telling cards A little y...
• Nonfiction > All Nonfiction
  The Fall

  

  By pigeondove, monsey, NY

  I don’t know how to properly enjoy the fall. I think the feeling I’m looking for is magic. I want to enjoy this season like a witch in an old creaking house where leaves blow in the front door and candles flicker in the draft. I want to drink cider and tea outside at sunrise and sunset and ...
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  Guide > College Essays
  True Magic

  

  By pigeondove, monsey, NY

  When I was growing up, we kept the TV in the garage and most of the time I didn't pay it any notice. Since I was four, I'd abided ) by my school's “no media” policy quite happily – until the year we moved the TV into the house. My mother had bought a copy of “The Fellowship of t...