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Muses 2015

June 13, 2015 7:41am |


June 12, 2015 9:18am |

As I look out from within I watch as people pass me by Their hands grasping each other, their smiles wide Their eyes full of hope, empty of demise And their heads’ held up high, their souls’ full of pride But as I sit there […]

Thus The Seasons In Succession…

June 12, 2015 9:15am |

Prima A cool, wet wind blows With hopes of stability Seeds fall to the ground…   Sumor Sun scorches the Earth, Through adversity life thrives, Hope ever drives the world…   Autumpne Life, once so vivid, Now, even hope must wither; Ashes to ashes…   […]

The Farm

June 12, 2015 9:13am |

Pink peach fog enters through the windows clouding the room with a sugary mist; the cool summer morning. The little girl springs out of bed bouncing down the long chestnut stairs the screen door slamming behind her. Shoeless, she runs gently the wet grass caressing […]

Sound of Serenity

June 12, 2015 9:12am |

The pages flew open, and the keys were exposed. Gleaming in the warm light, the white valleys waited to sound in the midst of the black hills. His soft hazel-green eyes examined the music. Meanwhile, his fingers graced the surface of the keys like a […]

Size Zero

June 12, 2015 9:11am |

All my life, I have been, that I need to be a size zero. I have been told that, it is the best size to be and men will only be attracted me if were to be…skinny. From a young age, this idealism of skinny […]

Great Red Spot

June 12, 2015 9:09am |

Jupiter is a planet two and a half times more massive than all the other planets in the solar system combined. I am one person sixty-septillionths the size of Jupiter, and painfully aware of it. My mind used to drown in the vastness of the […]

Gas Station After a Long Drive

June 12, 2015 9:09am |

The last place I felt warm was two towns ago. I found a remnant of my babyhood in the asphalt, buried too shallow for long-enough nails.   I asked the sun for a ride home, requesting we skip over Route 77 and instead take the […]


June 12, 2015 9:02am |

If you squint at that gap in the trees Long enough, a bird’ll Pop into view, quick as a bullet Punching through paper. Don’t let him startle you. See if he hovers; if he does Try to make out the marking, Those imperfect red fractal […]

Untitled Coming-Of-Age Poem

June 12, 2015 8:57am | anonymous

It hurts to shed your skin. To outgrow people like old overcoats, To lose the sickly layer of cells that kept you so warm, But drew the life out of you from the inside And took everything you had The moment you closed your eyes […]