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 November Song by Eryn Leigh Boredom by R. Denniston Untitled by Kayla Ruchman Jars by Phoenix COBAIN'S COCAINE-- something of a metro ride by bridgette chabot submit a poem for next month's edition go to current edition  |
Jars by Phoenix Sirens scream like the sight of you you got me jarred like a fire fly but u aint takin prisoners I think if you could have me without having me you would have me all the same so i am writing this for you for me because if I didn't your electricity could haunt me forever rain drops like knowledge between our silent breaths and smiles is conversation vicariously vandalizing my soul through your eyes my bare feet kiss cold concrete my fingertips ascertain your lips as you sing your line breaks for the last time even my tears are poetic as lines of poetry stream down your face as you turn to your umbrella and walk away today I understand feelings are too big to be jarred |
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