the sentences, deer spoken and smelling of peppermint, were like heated water bottle women: peach chests and jeweled, glitter hued wrists, their arms clinging to tired husbands checking the watches on their vests, and all their eyes were brimming with cocktail talk and black olives. for centuries they sat on benches, rusted green, and threw up in the bushes because this is what their parents did and all I could hear streaming from the freeway of your throat was a breakfast of malnourished syllables: mirrors of men and women and their parents all fountain-gushing through you.
you taught me men were polluted, objects who spent hours sitting on motel beds wearing the head and paws from an animal costume. you taught me to only love you.
when I'd walk home from your house, always after the blue jay above had darkened it's feathers with stars and moondust, I'd stagger behind townhouses and fields just to feel the earth seep through the black of my clothes. the wind was hungry and my belly was chill with the sickness of needing the comfort of your stairwell and hallways filled with lynched photos and statues of lovers.
for a moment, I believed you.
once we sat reading a book together, you always paragraphs ahead of me. you kissed my bracelets, the skin bandaged as I starved each wound open, a gaping eye for the veins below and you said everything was going to be okay as the thumping beneath my chest whispered, "I am alive, I am alive, and I am alone."
and you never actually looked into my face.
never saw my eyes get blue as they filled with sobs.
you only spoke of fairytales, called me Wendy-Bird. and I believed in ghosts.
I believed in glory and flying and sheets that didn't capture your cold. I discovered a place where breath and silhouettes didn't belong to you.
and the thumping beneath my chest still whispered, "I am alive, I am alive, and I am alone."
Author notes
Platinum Stitches
about a girl. I think she was the first person I actually loved and the only.
I had a Lindsey Lohan moment, yeah, way before it was trendy too.
I'm sorry I haven't been commenting on you people lately. With everyone being back in town I barely have time to write. But I'll work on coming on more often. Happy Holidays everyone!
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I absolutely love this. It's so beautiful and just perfect. god I love poetry that I can feel and see. The way that you write is amazing. My comment's just turned into ramblings about how brilliant you are
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thank you always sweets :]
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you're welcome
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this is absolutely beautiful.
i love it, the imagery is amazing, and the story is wonderful.
the first paragraph is so captivating and amazing. i love this so much.
thanks for entering and goodluck
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thank you for the comment :]
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god this was beautiful.
i almost cried. it was so sad.. im so sorry, if you lost her and if you havent, im sorry you felt this.
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This made me think of a raven's cry reverberating against naked trees and penetrating the pastel colors of a morning sky.
This seemed so lonely, every word wanting to be filled but seemingly unable to.
"when I'd walk home from your house, always after the blue jay above had darkened it's feathers with stars and moondust, I'd stagger behind townhouses and fields just to feel the earth seep through the black of my clothes."
The night after I was first raped I wandered through empty streets, across the st. croix river back to my house broken but I can't remember what I was thinking or how I felt. I was blending in with the death of the earth. These lines reminded me of that night..
This was a very moving poem love
Merry Christmas!!
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Wowzers!!
Oh My This is one Powerful piece You have penned and what images also emotion brought forth
Tugs deep-hard at the Heartstrings~
Excellent weaving of words- I so love how You versed this~ Your metaphors swell the eyes with tears
Thank You for sharing Your Heart and Spirit~
Many blessings to You in all You do Sweet One
Best wishes in the contest too
with much love & light~ Desire~*~
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