Read

Puking

lager whisky vodka too bitter gin kebab, then spew

Regret

For when a friend is no more than a friend

Be

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Vineity

Crept and hugging, No Tarzan swinging From thick dirty brown trunks Of oak and chestnut, Vines like veins. If you could watch this forest of...

U: 10/7/02

Work Diary, 10/7/02 I recently finished a Jonathan Kellerman book called "Flesh and Blood." My friend loaned it to me; I took it because I wanted a...

K) Imperfection

Flaws

BROKEN WINGS

BROKEN WINGS Oh to be alive and free,and able to soar the sky Not to be trapped by anything,or one,passing it all by. All that space,liberty;heavenly...

Gilbert the Green Nose Deer

A story about St. Patrick's Day.

Clown Shoes for Clay Feet

if all the world's a stage, it's stuck in early adolescence

What Is Love

Once there was this fantasy, where we could escape and make the world our own. That tiny flicker of imagination, just that tiny feeling of love. That...

Mended

when the heart mends

Gone

there's love for all

I Hate You

I hate the way you mess around, I hate the way you tease me. I hate the way you're never there, When I really need you. I hate the way I look at you...

Dancing With You

Looking down on you

S: BREATHING FAST

BREATHING FAST The sky was blackened death, while I stood almost falling out of breath, Slowly running at first then an explosive burst, muscles...

This boy. This girl.

This boy, I am crazy about him, mad about him. This boy, I feel I can't livw without him, breathe without him. This boy, I need his love every hour...

Y: The baker of Pudding Lane

A poem for kids about the Great Fire of London (written for a comp)

Isolated

warmed

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