It's Not RealIt's Not Real
The small boy stood, staring at the grave. Tears ran down his face. It wasn't right, it just wasn't. Nothing was ever right for him. His blonde hair was ruffled by the wind, and he looked up to the sky, caught in his memories. This shouldn't have happened. His entire life he barely even existed. It was all he remembered. He had no friends, everyone around him though he was strange. He barely knew his father. He had been forced to leave the boy's mother long ago. His mother had shown him only false love, pretending that she had cared about him, but always he knew that she didn't really feel it. She couldn't even if she wanted to. She just continued to pretend. It had hurt so much knowing that she wasn't able. So the boy continued to live without it. Then one day, She came along. She stayed with him, and she did something that seemed impossible. She loved him. She loved him and the boy couldn't understand. He had spent so long being hated and despised. Neglected and unloved
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piano key fingersi told him i loved him the day we met.piano key fingers5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i went up to him when we were still complete strangers; he was just this boy with eyes the color of the sky on a clear day, and i was some random girl that just happened to be in the same room as him. he didn't look at me until i was standing right in front of him.
"i love you," i said quickly, once we made eye contact.
"i love you, too," he said without pausing.
he gave me unusual gifts.
a box of matches, a ziploc baggie filled with colorful sprinkles, a dead goldfish, and three ice cubes. (actually it was just a glass of water but he told me the ice cubes melted before he got to my house).
"what do they mean?"
he hestitated before answering. "they mean i love you, just in a different language."
he never used the word blue.
instead it was azure or teal or turquoise or indigo. he said that they were prettier words and they only had one meaning. blue could mean sad, but people never said that they were feeling especially azure today.
talk to me sober.alcohol is your besttalk to me sober.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
friend while my innocence
is mine, you have your
lies and i have my life.
which do you
honestly think will
we spend weekends at
bars and weekdays on
the roof of your parents
no one lives here
now so it's the
perfect place for
you to have sex with
strangers and get drunk.
i'm alive, i'm alive.
you're only dreaming.
i spend weekends walking
down the street where the
bar used to be, and i spend
weekdays working like
you still think you're
going somewhere, and your band
is going to make it
someday we'll all be
dead all you will be
no where. no one will
remember you because
no one knows you, no
one loves you.
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In the World of Maybe... In the world of maybeIn the World of Maybe...5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There is no abortion,
In the world of maybe
No one cares about skin,
Or if youre fat or thin.
In the world of maybe
No one tells lies,
But believes in truth.
No one is foolish,
But all are wise.
In the world of maybe
There are no judgments.
There is no prejudice.
There is no hate.
Theres only accomplishments.
But this is reality.
And the world of Maybe doesnt exist.
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ignited splint fingers,
and I'll kiss the burns with lips
you've let cool for months.
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"With a spoon?!"
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lose a friend,
fail an exam.
my father died last year but i had a date with you
on the same day as the funeral
(and you said that if i cancelled you'd never see me again.)
(my mother hasn't spoken to me in three hundred and seventy nine days)
i know you don't really care,
and because i love you anyway,
i don't care either.
all i can think about is that you haven't left.
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socks under the bed or lost in the dryer,
living life eight minutes ahead so she can
keep up with light instead of falling into darkness.
She's never given up hope because
she knows that somewhere on this planet,
there is sunlight to scare away the nightmares
and a moon shining to help her dream.
She's going to change the world,
one person at a time, because she's learned
how to love each stranger she sees and
wish without the help of stars or blown-dandelions.
She's that girl that's always laughing,
always placing smiles on people's faces
even if they don't fit, because a smile is
the most beautiful thing she's ever seen.
wishesshe fell into a snowbank one afternoon while walking home from school.wishes4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
they found her when spring melted the ice, clawing the cold off her cheeks but kindly leaving the frost clinging to her lashes.
the man who dug her out swore he heard her speak:
i didn't mean to. i swear, i didn't mea -
and then she was snatched away by the wind
and it didn't give her back.
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you smeared lipstick on the kitchen floor
the day you packed your bags,
a goodbye written in cold cherry
signed by your nimble hands.
i remember looking at empty cupboards
trying to find a trace of you...
but there was nothing left.
a strand of bleach-blonde hair stuck in the sheets
and thumbtacks in frozen-plaster walls
were all you forgot to take along.
every night that week,
you starred within my dreams,
dead eyes the shade of sapphire
twinkling beneath the surface of my guilty resolve.
i wonder if i loved you enough
to keep you satisfied,
but the angry crack across the mirror
screams all the things you never could.
i always woke up suddenly,
face pinched into a grimace,
mouth bitter with remorse.
you were laughing,
wrapped up in someone else's arms.
the image hurt.
i clung to every memory
as if i was bound to lose my way.
the dust on empty clothes hangers
reminded me i had a lot to learn.
and i kept your voice upon the answering machine
even though you never ca
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the elixir, the city
shrill under my skin.