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The Puppeteer by Anas Mahdad
With a wide smile showing his yellow teeth, he looks up. The sky is grey, the tall skyscrapers run through the clouds hiding the sun, black walls surround the city, and behind the paint you can see old colors covered by the pale black paint. And as the streets became bigger the smiles on the…
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At the Terminal by Rebecca Galvin
The airport is an interesting place. It’s a place of endings, new beginnings, scary firsts, and exciting adventures. I think I need to stop buying tickets just to watch the people get on and off the panes. I’d love to know how it would feel to go somewhere new, somewhere fresh, somewhere different. The city…
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White Roses by Sophia Callahan
The house was already more than I wanted to spend, and I knew it would cost a fortune to upgrade, but as I walked through the quaint cape cod-style house, there was this gentle calling that told me this was it. This was the house. Maybe it was the quiet street, the beautiful property, or…
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My Hat by Shelby Harmon
Those that know me well Know that there’s a part of me that’s hidden away in a shell. They know I’ll show up almost anywhere wearing a hat, I’ve been doing it for the last 10 years if that. After finishing high school I left for the Navy, I was a fresh 18, shit, I…
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Unexpected Bliss by Mia Brunet
Blind winged cupid shot through my soul to set it free Tackling you in front of the house, met with an awkward “hi” Surrounded by laughter and ruby red cheeks Once a friend but now so much more Once terrified by the actions of my lust, but now Emotions melt into one single being of…
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The Feeling of Peace by Morgan Faith
For the longest time in my life, I had dreamt of traveling the world someday. When I was in ninth grade, I made a dream board of what I wanted my perfect life to look like. I wanted to eventually find the love of my life, marry him, have children, maybe even adopt a few,…
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Two Poems by Natalie Beckner
Lungs They tell me my addition is ruining my body.I’m putting toxic elements,into the very thing that gives me life.I ruin its only function. They could be right, you know.They are, in a lot of ways, correct.But ruining my body isn’t my addiction.My addiction is you, and many organs are targeted. Sometimes, it’s my lungs.…
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Bipolar by Bianca Sommers
Radiant warmth caressingA vitamin of natural loveMy internal heart swellsLife progressed, birds singingLike Disney movies search for perfection The internal storm is waging warI am encased in a stirring storm cloudEmersed in dark despair Coasting through daysBreathing is free in spaceFloating on pillowy thoughtsOf the euphoriant highs Weather the storm they sayAnxiety, depression, sadnessClashing, crying,…
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Babylon by Frank Thompson
They live to the limit in hopes for some normality. We are always on the run, new ideas flash our minds, we embody them, we feel them, we burn them and die. Onto fluorescent dreams where lovers meet and divide, inside the eye of the dreamer, we say let’s live today and die today, die…
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