Making Outsiders Insiders
I really want to get away Why even should I stay In a house of people I am alone What if went out on my own Yearning for anywhere but here I’ll do it without a hint of fear I’m over this imprisoned life The name is Freedom she’ll be my wife Here I stand, I have done it My old life, I say fuck it I’m finding out what the world’s about Now that I’ve finally gotten out It’s been a while now since I left I have this…
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Read MorePerception is everything my dear. Stop gazing into the broken mirror freckled with spit and blood. There’s much more to it than that; The appetite, the wishful thinking, skipping stones and late night drinking. Peer behind your rib, what do you see? The beating heart? Perhaps a thing that’s aching? A jagged thump thump thump, why, could it be breaking? Look lower now, what are you consuming? survival methods, choked down laughter and fruit that’s bruising. Do you dream? Do you dream soft and tender with flowers blooming? Take what…
Read MorePhoto By: Rupert Makie Clouded Thoughts Venture forth, and explore these emotions, they go a long way The clouds have hovered through my mind since the very first day This fog is unpredictable, as the skies weep No matter what I think about, it’s hard to sleep You’ll ask me how I am, is the answer “okay”? Like an unstable dancer, I’ll often move without grace But I’ve resolved to keep on moving at my own pace The future is approaching with a wistful embrace When weeks are filled…
Read MoreOnce upon a time, there was a soap bubble. It had been blown out by a kid into a windy environment. As you all know, soap bubbles have a short life span and the idea of a soap bubble thinking for a long time is silly. So the only thing the soap bubble ever thought was: “oh, crap”. Written By: Tatterhood
Read MoreThe sorrow and pitch of the howling bale Tears my soul apart As I whisper to myself under the hood, the midnight’s veil: O, Queen of love Queen of pleasure My kingdom offered and your King in measure And with grace such Beneath the white moon that bends my sorrows and filled misery A heart, bleeding, in ruins I beg, fancy these words echoed from my welling heart Within the white that wends Weaved from my soul and strewn and with bared countenancy with love and grace, eternally…
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Read MoreIt was a windy day and Brian’s family had decided to go to the shore next to the sea. They had settled down on a pier and were looking around when Paulina Mama said: “I’m so bored, nothing has happened in the past few weeks”. Papa Alex looked thoughtfully for a moment then brightened up as an idea hit him. He turned to Brian, who was sitting to his right and said: “I’m going to push Paulina Mama into the sea”. “What?!”, exclaimed Brain. He glanced over to…
Read MoreEvery time I am in your presence I silently observe the inner depths of your fears As love makes you act beyond yourself And hope is what keeps you sane When I hear the silence in your creaking voice There’s an agonizing screech of desperation Seeking for constant admiration To fill the forever hollowness you call love And every time I am in your presence I travel the depths of your soul, My body trembles at the thought of your tears That love has caused you all these…
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