from p.4 on Mon., 3/19

I told my sister
she drew her eyebrows
too  high.

She seemed surprised.


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Rain falls from teh sky,
like broken shards of
sunshine,

some beauty in the
madness,

of a passing storm.


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Light & Dark

Dark & Now No Light

Dead phone
at a dead
end.

It's Midnight in Parker.

from p.1 on Mon., 3/19

Let my mind
just sneak back
to a better time,

a time

when he was mine.


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The sun shines and the
world radiates like
a toaster oven,
but I can't even
feel it,

locked inside, slave
away the day,

friends giggle but
I can't hear it.

I wanna go home.


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The sun peakes out from behind
that stark mountain stretch,
a kaleidoscope of color.


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Sitting on my
hindquarters,
scanning over
Boulder's quarters
from big red iron
rocks
wondering
if the horizon
is real.

from p.4 on Mon., March 5th

The night was dark
and full of
unwanted adventures.


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The breeze dances through the
trees,

and a song for peace whistles
by my ear,

mother nature taps her
fingers on the keys,

of a piano made of fallen
leaves.


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The weekend wasn't long
enough
to make up for
today.


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The blue in your eyes shimmers,
like dawn dish soap on stainless steel.

The flow of your hair,
wavy and smooth like something
equally as wavy and smooth.

Your voice as warm and welcoming
as that of a chick-fil-a employee.

I'm really bad at similes
but that doesn't change the fact
that I think you're wonderful.


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Black old dog with
greying whiskers.

Dead dry grass,
capturing warmth.

Slaughter House Five
Biscotti & Coffee

from p.1 on Mon., 3/5

I saw a fight
at Walmart.


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Flush, flush, flush.

The toilet never

stops

flushin'.


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Thousands of little
flowers

nodding in the
delicate breeze

as birds sing.


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Barefoot
on the grass
listening to
our
favorite songs.