Making Outsiders Insiders
I look outside this layer of glass, And find what I can see. I regard waves of light in their infinite mass, And in them I see me Me? I ask. Who is this person? He is a creature like the rest; he consumes space and time. How is his condition? Is it bad, will it worsen? I think now and again; he must hear familiar bells chime. If I can hear such bells, then I know I have air. It makes its way to my cerebrum, creating…
Read MoreA lioness speaks; Of war, breeze, and battle scars Whispers to her cub Anguished cries of a Cracked child pulled from the warm mud Kissed wounds for a dime Soft-furred open paws For the ripped paper doll kids Claws to the matches But lioness in a Sundress, a wicked guide for Bandaid heroines Scarlet lullabies Harsh bark of a gentle tongue Cub in a straight curve Twilight roars, star-jaw Hot coals for a shattered view Black glass finger-kiss A lioness bites; Cracked neck of a passerby Royal feast in stains…
Read MoreIf you can read this Then you can’t You aren’t allowed To be more than an ant. Treacherous tiny traps lock you away Within the earth Where you will stay. Flicker Falter Twinkle Tremble Footsteps approach Pitter patter Palpitating dirt Thinking minds shatter. When you were young These were but dreams Stop thinking now It is never as it seems. Written By: BeNjamyn Upshaw-Ruffner
Read MoreI started at 8, and finished at 6 Done with my classes, and feeling like shits. The job has been tough The few breaks I get are never enough. Drip, Drip. Get a hobby, they say Make use of your day. I did just that, And now feel like crap. Thump. Thump. I failed Calculus two, And it really bites the poo. It’s Valentines, right? Then where’s the daylight? But then – The sun sprang straight into action – She showed up right here to see my reaction. A…
Read MoreNot a day goes by where I don’t feel anxious. I look down thinking, as I ask: what’s wrong with me? My thoughts are in disarray as I mount this run-down public transportation vehicle. The driver wastes no time, which causes my reference frame to become non-inertial. However, I don’t struggle to maintain my balance, at least, not right now. Fortunately, there are two empty adjacent seats. Some days, I encounter friends on these mobile waiting rooms, but not today. It’s for the best. I wouldn’t want to irritate them…
Read MoreIn that moment Once, all it takes A smiling face A soft embrace Twice now, reality shakes To just say sweet Isn’t enough A description that’s complete Would indeed be tough Si sente odore di bella Myrízeis oraía so much so I’m at a loss I take this time to collect my thoughts Again, and again, and again Once more Inundated when That which I adore Arrives within Prudent perception It is powerful, has flavor And upon further reflection Is something I will savour The intoxication Is delicate A mental…
Read MoreAllotted a steel corner in the Boardroom hall Crouched on pin legs the Devil’s pet dances Entertainment for the Fallen crowd, merging, mending, swarming Gallows for a trumped up Heartbeat like a hummingbird’s wings Insides boiling, slick slab of skin molding Justice for the raging madman Kill the sea of bulging Larvae building up Multiplying, feverish dreams toying with the mind Never-ending maze Obvious buildup for the cracking skulls Please, please, please, help m- Quarter of a person Recycled parts for the people Sold into admiration…
Read MoreA Poem By Anora Blue eyes. Nothing but clear skies. That’ s how you make me feel. When you look up, My heart can’t help but stop. That’s how you make me feel. Sometimes we compete And it makes me complete. That’s how you make me feel. You rap, pitter patter. You may give me a heart attack. That’s how you make me feel. The first time. I feel like I’m in my prime. That’s how you make me feel. I’m happy with you….
Read MoreAs everything in front of me gets turned around Do not drop me I’ll surely break and crack But toss a smile my way And I’ll toss one right back Two is better than one Or so they say I’ve always focused on having fun And never thought I’d see the day When I could look into reflective glass Having some semblance of what to ask My Self What do you ponder? Where does your mind wander? How do you do? With a clouded view There is no guarantee That…
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