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Arsenic (Periodic Table Prompt)

4/5/2017

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he cut me with his lies,
killed me with his goodbyes,
said I was not his pick,
so I fed him arsenic.
he ripped to shreds my heart,
then blew my world apart,
inspired me to feel,
then told me it wasn't real.
I let him touch me deep,
but me he would not keep,​
said I was not his pick,
so I fed him arsenic.
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Ghost of Love

4/3/2017

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He caught me disappearing
having overlooked the other signs.
When I took back my smiles
hid my thoughts
and left him very little words.
Too busy being minus me
he missed when my heart stopped speaking
when my touch faded away.
If only he had looked up just once
given just a little more time
shown me a greater need.
He might not have caught me disappearing,
becoming just another ghost of love.
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Modern Parenting 101 (Not Today)

4/2/2017

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She starts with all the electronic devices:
can I play with--
the Samsung tablet
the Fire tablet
the IPod
the IPad
the computer
the ereader
your phone.
To which I reply, "Not today."
And then she begins again:
​can I play with--
your phone
the ereader
the computer 
the IPad
the IPod
the Fire tablet
the Samsung tablet
​to which I again reply, "Not today."

"Go read a book," I say.
She replies, "I'm done."
"Go read some more."
"I already did."
"Go color."
She says, "Finished."
"Go draw."
"Already did."
And then she asks if we can--
play I spy
play school
make up stories
talk, talk, talk
to which I say, "Not today."
And point to one of the many,
many electronic devices
with which she may play.
Modern parenting 101

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Crushin

4/1/2017

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he doesn't notice me
staring at him
needs open
desires inflamed
by midnight dreams.
he doesn't realize 
that his naked words
lay me bare
speaking to my chocolate
addiction.
unwrapped by
wishes-thinking
fingers-yearning
softness-yielding
as his not-knowing
slides deep inside me.
but he doesn't notice me
high school crushin
but woman wantin
the hell outta him.
so I just stand there
starinwantinneedintouchin
him
in silence.
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