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Poetry

Green, blue, and purple

I'm bruising 
to prove
I'm still feeling.

And I'm feeling
like I'm always bruised.
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Poetry

I thought they were limitless

Far too many of my dreams have ceilings and walls.
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Poetry

the last word

There's something to say 
about the last word.
Of a book, poem,
conversation, or relationship.

Even though it’s the last
of everything that came before
it still shapes
whatever comes next.
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Poetry

Proportions

God's not made of other; 
He’s built on more.
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Poetry

Sometimes its men

What's a three letter word
for fear?
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Uncategorized

Checked

I am chastened 
not by his anger
but by my God's worry
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Poetry

chutes and ladders

They were everywhere 
my failures were part of a larger canvas
that was painting my success.

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Poetry

Moving on my Own

And in a moment 
my business became my business
and I didn't like it one bit

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Poetry

I know you don’t understand but please keep trying

"But really if I'd loved you more 
would you have really hurt any less?"

"Yes Mom. It's been crushing
to have not had you by my side."
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Poetry

Pictionary Protest

He smiled. 
My face felt so hot
my hand grabbed his arm
and I wanted him to know why.

At that moment he was an exact quote;
a Shakespeare.