Friends, Always

The young boy sat quietly at recess, his stomach grumbling. The bullies took his meal again. He wanted to get it back, but they were so much bigger and so much stronger than he. The boy whined softly to himself, feeling very gloomy and hungry. When...

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One Dot Below the I (#2)

AND HERE'S AN OLD MAN WEARING SUNGLASSES AND A GIRL IN A PLASTIC RAINCOAT WITH A HOOD HERE IS THE MAN WITH THE SUNGLASSES NOW WITH HIS CANE AND THE GIRL IN THE RAINCOAT, NOW FADING AND HERE'S YOUR OLD FATHER BENEATH THE TREES AND YOUR LOVER'S FACE...

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*POEM* And Suddenly

And suddenly, here you sit all hollow and fading and you wish you knew of more words. Curious how hours can pass between each sentence I can't quite reach it and I can't see if I put a full stop . no...here instead. wait! I have to finish this...

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One Dot Below the I (#4)

#8 of poetry two new poems in this series of free-form poetry i'll begin this poem a short distance from here poem only a minute or so before you came in  

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Relearning

'Still the fear I Can't contain' The Wolf blinked Themselves Back. After so long, she was Back. After so long, he could Feel again. It was hard, coming Back, To this. Everything pierced her Even more than before, Good or bad. They raised...

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* Poem * Species Dysphoria III

#4 of poetry third and final entry in my "species dysphoria" series of free-form poems. this one is a little different from the previous two, in the sense that stanzas three and four make up a matrix that can be read top to bottom and/or left to right.

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Moving On

Welp, another little free-form poem. would still like some feedback! :3 the pain, the anguish. he pushed it aside, surprising himself. a single tear dropped, yet again unheard as it splashed into the pool. "a pool of... my tears?"

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One Dot Below the I

THE WAY YOU COME IN CRASHING THROUGH THE CEILING IN YOUR BURNING NIGHTGOWN SCREAMING WITH YOUR MOUTH ALL SMEARED AND BLOOD POURING FROM YOUR EARS AND INTO OUR QUIET LIVING SPACE YOU BRIEFLY REMIND US OF THE IMPENDING DISASTER THEY TALK ABOUT ON...

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*Poem* I Have to Start This Way

I HAVE TO START THIS WAY SO THE SENTENCE DOESN'T RUN ON OR ESCAPE (FROM HERE) AND FLY INTO YOUR EYES OR TURN AROUND AND ERASE ITSELF OR FALL RIGHT THROUGH (LIKE HERE) AND CONTINUE ON THE BACK OF THE PAGE OR IN EIGHT YEARS. BUT ONLY THE BACK OF...

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PARALYSIS

![http://glycanthrope.com/PARALYSIS_A_700px.png](http://glycanthrope.com/PARALYSIS_A_700px.png) WHAT I'M WRITING ABOUT IS THE TOTAL PARALYSIS WHEN ALL POSSIBLE RESOURCES ARE IN USE AT THE SAME TIME, AND NONE ARE ALLOWED TO BE MORE THAN JUST BEING...

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The Wolf's Watch

"Time is short, And, I know you're Listening, So, I'll make this Quick..." The pain, It still remained. Much less than The soul-crushing Agony, But still, Present. The great wolf lifted His head from his Contemplations. "Yet...

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One Dot Below the I (#3)

I KNOW IT'S SEPTEMBER AND THE HEATHER IS ABLOOM NOW AND I KNOW IT'S RAINING FOR I HEAR IT STRIKING THE ROOF ALSO NOW THE RAIN IS HEAVY THIS MOMENT DO I HAVE THE TIME FOR "NOW" IF THE HEATHER BLOOMS IN THE RAIN NOONE WILL NOTICE...

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