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Sustain

Had I known you would be gone with the autumn leaves, I would have preserved your laugh too, Hanging it from the rafters with the lavender and old sage.

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Untitled

Untitled

In uncertain moments before solitary dream, when ribbons of streetlight make rivers of the bed, an oasis of moonlight puddles cool and blue on the island of your fading form; let me drink here.  The lava of pulse, once quickened, now slow. New worlds are petrified in the saline of subconscious. Torment of heartbeat and rhapsody of snore ...

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The Time Around Scars - by Michael Ondaatje

The Time Around Scars - by M

This is my favourite poem by Michael Ondaatje. Enjoy! A girl whom I've not spoken to or shared coffee with for several years writes of an old scar. On her wrist it sleeps, smooth and white, the size of a leech. I gave it to her brandishing a new Italian penknife. Look, I said turning, and blood spat onto her shirt. My wife has scars ...

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Change

Change

I don't want to go. I don't want to stay. Doggie ears and tongue blowing free from the window of a fast moving car, the scenery zipping by - a blur of smell, color and sound. Life reduced to ketchup and mustard streaks on a hot windshield, overdeveloped pictures and cheap souvenirs of trips that always ended too soon. by Rebecca Shuttleworth

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Harvest Time

Harvest Time

Leafing through pages in the album of me... Page one to twelve: swingsets, sandboxes and fearlessness; kool aid mustaches, ignorant bliss. "A rolling stone gathers no moss." Page thirteen to twenty five: a few teetering steps on new giraffe's legs. A collection of lipstick tubes and the first tangled vines of self consciousness. Mortarboards and scrolls tied with ribbon and optimism. Page twenty six to thirty four: Excess ...

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Sunday

Sunday

I was visited by an angel in the cool grey of morning; And my dreams suddenly grew paths in place of labyrinths. I walked a narrow, bright lane and milestones marked my journey, Each one read "hope", "remembrance", "charity", "truth", "patience", "joy". A radiant hand touched my eyes, waking me. One more word whispered: "faith". The visitor left quickly; a feathery calling card and remnants of the perfume of grace. By Rebecca Shuttleworth

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Excerpt from Fallen

Excerpt from Fallen

Daria sat perched atop the roof, feeling the yellow sun rise cold on her skin. Her legs dangled over the edge and she looked down at them, then past her knees, beyond her boots, and to the smooth sandstone surface of the wall. The alleyway was a narrow, grey line of concrete from this height. She wondered if it would ...

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Two by Five

Two by Five

Upon the edge of a cliff, the world is laid out before me like a big, hazy pancake; all dimples and pockets where man has tread unkindly and where nature has dared to return – bites taken without care from around the edges. A frying pan sun has recently kissed this surreal earth and scorched ...

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Excerpt from Chapter 2

Excerpt from Chapter 2

Once, on a starry night long ago, the circus came to town. And from that moment on, Luca Baressi could recall with a great measure of honesty that nothing else mattered but to follow his dreams and become a clown. Now, looking back on his life, he could still clearly remember the thrill that surged through him the first time he stepped back from ...

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Excerpt from Chapter 1

Excerpt from Chapter 1

The bed linens were removed from the hamper in a tangled jumble of soft textures and faded, familiar smells. Stella gently lowered the sheets one by one into the soapy, swirling water of the washing machine and, as she did so, something strange occured to her. She thought to herself sadly, “I’m washing you away.” Later, the sweeping of crumbs from the kitchen floor ...

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The Sandman Cometh

The Sandman Cometh

I've been wandering the eerie corridors of my mind again. (Long, hot summers seem like a good time to reflect -- endless, airlocked days and short, sweaty nights.) Been having nightmares lately. I wake up at 4 AM (why is it always 4AM???) knotted in my sheets, fists balled up under my twisted pillow, hair stuck to my sweaty cheek, heart still pounding at ...

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Retreat

Retreat

I sometimes wonder if anyone will ever find the withered corpse out on the fire escape. (...that would be me, by the way.) I giggle to myself when I think of how, if I ever got stuck out there in my private paradise, I would befriend the pigeons. Left behind to bake in the sun, I'd quickly have to learn the Rules ...

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Billet Doux

Billet Doux

GodImissyou, if you are reading this right now, you know who you are... I keep writing these words but I can't find any that will give me joy. I wish I could find the magic ones that would bring you back to me: Rumplestiltskin. Open Sesame. A la peanut butter sandwiches. "I'm sorry"...? I wish I could go back to that first ...

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Something Borrowed, Something Blue

Something Borrowed, Somethin

I woke from a strange dream tonight, and I called out into the dark. Confused by the silence that swallowed up my words, I sat up and squinted into the void. I looked for the comfort of your shadow moving past the curtains but, instead, found only the remnants of stardust. My hand brushed that place beside me, where it feels like you have always been, ...

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A Fickle Fidelity

A Fickle Fidelity

Me and my sonic sweet orange plant have been roomies for about a month and a half now. I came home from work today and found it slumped on the kitchen counter. It looks worse than the bag of lettuce I've had in the bottom drawer of the fridge for 2 months. Help!!! She's fallen and she wont ...

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