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Hippiechickie

My Poetry

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  • He wanted to leave,
    the packing left
    19 lines, 4 comments, September 9
  • We are buoyant,
    no even gravity can hold us down.
    43 lines, May 8
  • In the early morning sun,
    the asphalt glistens in the distance
    15 lines, 2 comments, May 2
  • Darkness clings to the walls,
    hums in the shush
    22 lines, 2 comments, May 1

My journal entries

  • You get the pills. I remember opening the bottle and saying "pretty colors." Seafoam green and navy blue, could these really be the answers to all of my problems? And they work. Maybe because you want them to. Maybe because they are meant for the management of the everyday sort of blues, like I don't know... a
    May 8, In Anger, Bitter, Dark, Family, My life.  400 words. Make first comment?
  • For so many years, he has stood, Superman without all the silly spandex, my father, my super hero. These are the things that I take for granted: that although he is a thousand miles away, he is always on the other end of the phone, fixer of all problems big and small. He is the healer, the one who still chases the

Guest Book

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  • stepbystep on April 23
    welcome to ap! (:
    i love your name, and will definetly have to check out some of your poems. (:

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