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Nine miles of sky
the dying sun leaving embers/constellations
dotting the dark
Nine miles of stars
spitting forth sonnets of
trysts and pointless heroism
Nine miles of trees and thieves
rhythmically swaying in the quiet
dividing you and I
the dying sun leaving embers/constellations
dotting the dark
Nine miles of stars
spitting forth sonnets of
trysts and pointless heroism
Nine miles of trees and thieves
rhythmically swaying in the quiet
dividing you and I
Literature
A world of porcelain people
We live in
a world full
of pretty
façades; everyone
is a living
masquerade
in this
day and age:
pick up your
smiling face
at daybreak and
drape it over the
violet stains
beneath your
eyelids;
walk around
aimlessly -
we are all
sleepwalkers,
eyes open but
closed.
we are all pretty porcelain people
living in a pretty porcelain world
and our masks
are starting
to crack.
(and reveal the ugly truth)
Literature
there are galaxies in your eyes
There's a universe
inside of you-
it's been there quite a while,
and I only hope
you see the constellations
that scintillate in your smile
and I've heard
there's billions of galaxies
scattered in the sky,
but I swear
at least half of them
are resting in your eyes.
Literature
Beauty To A Second Grader
My seven year old sister asked me
if she was skinny enough today.
I told her even if she were the size
of a swimming pool
she would still be the most beautiful
creature on this entire earth,
and she asked me
"If I were so beautiful, tell me why
I feel so ugly"
My seven year old sister asked me
if she looked good in her new dress,
and I asked myself how on earth
she was lead to believe any less than
perfect of herself,
and it made me realize that I never
told her how good she has to be
for herself.
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