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Poems by suddenly-there, by newest first

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  • An Attempt (Don't Run Away Yet)
    Don't expect this to be anything like what we had before.
    Prose always sounded so wonderful as I sat on cloth and watched documentaries on Saturday and spread Vitamin E under my eyes and slept with a heating pad and a he
    by suddenly-there 9 lines, on Nov 29 6:21 PM
  • Forty Months
    am no longer / Asleep
    [Age 17]
    by suddenly-there 39 lines, on Nov 29 2:20 PM
  • Lovely (and nothing more)
    My rib cage imprisons me.
    My collarbone chokes me.
    by suddenly-there 74 lines, 6 comments, on Nov 24 6:32 PM. In anorexia, Eating Disorder, Personal, Pain, Self
  • Movement
    That album was my five-mile run (if I ran each mile in seven minutes)
    Which I did the days when the rooms smelled like fainting and
    by suddenly-there 25 lines, on Nov 22 9:56 PM
  • Skeleton Key
    And my hair clung to the back of my neck, just as it does on those mornings, cold and alive
    by suddenly-there 24 lines, 1 comment, on Nov 22 9:17 PM
  • Woman in Red Dress
    We listened to Vampire Weekend the whole way home.
    by suddenly-there 21 lines, on Nov 10 10:17 PM. In self, anorexia, eating disorder, thoughts
  • I'm Not That Girl
    I needed a tragedy. And you were it.
    by suddenly-there 21 lines, 1 comment, on Jul 31 12:52 PM
  • Dark (II)
    It was her photo that caught me
    The mildly conflicting blacks and whites
    by suddenly-there 14 lines, on Mar 5 6:18 PM
  • Film
    It was a thin, miniature disaster
    A still negative—forever holding the backwards truth.
    by suddenly-there 18 lines, on Mar 5 6:11 PM
  • Empty
    My hollow obsession
    A painful confession
    by suddenly-there 8 lines, 2 comments, on Feb 2 6:46 PM
  • January
    Glowing like a sort of demon music box
    My owl fingers silenced it
    by suddenly-there 14 lines, on Jan 9 9:35 PM
  • Liberation Day
    This sense of beautiful
    Of weapons and weeping (and miracles too)
    by suddenly-there 15 lines, 1 comment, on Jan 5 6:15 PM
  • Empty Faces
    by suddenly-there 13 lines, on Dec 28 12:43 PM 2008
  • A Mess
    …into thin air
    The drained and daring sleeping Zombie
    by suddenly-there 6 lines, 1 comment, on Dec 21 10:26 PM 2008
  • Silver Shoes
    She is so terribly posh—urgently dramatic
    And I can’t help but observe her frenetic ways
    by suddenly-there 14 lines, 1 comment, on Dec 21 10:02 PM 2008
  • Fleeting
    Oh. The red was touching, really, a sort of crimson mother-figure.
    But, as does anything with color, it faded in the wash.
    by suddenly-there 4 lines, 2 comments, on Dec 21 9:58 PM 2008
  • Slighted
    A surly light danced on the would-be crooked backbone of humanity
    And those wooden spines splintered as easy as insanity
    by suddenly-there 7 lines, 5 comments, on Dec 21 9:40 PM 2008
  • Ink
    I sat in the solid snow—water murdered by white and grey
    I could see you breathing: air, air.
    by suddenly-there 4 lines, 2 comments, on Dec 21 9:24 PM 2008
  • Less
    If she could slowly turn her life orange
    Without watching
    by suddenly-there 6 lines, 2 comments, on Dec 21 9:20 PM 2008
  • Oh--anxiety
    The day was much too hot for October, I remember
    Biting the inside of my cheek and thinking
    by suddenly-there 7 lines, 1 comment, on Dec 2 6:18 PM 2008
  • Wax
    I kept my mouth shut on a cruel whim
    And melted wax on my fingertips, to deaden their touch
    by suddenly-there 9 lines, 1 comment, on Dec 2 4:26 PM 2008
  • Weight
    Suddenly trembling with the weight of the idea
    Sitting atop my vertebrae
    by suddenly-there 11 lines, on Dec 2 4:23 PM 2008
  • Arrogance
    my recovery has been painful. gaining weight was not the hardest thing, emotionally recovering has been the worst.
    by suddenly-there 28 lines, 2 comments, on Dec 2 4:21 PM 2008
  • Transcendentalism
    Smelling of incense and sugar cane,
    Lilliana was the perfect Calamity Jane
    by suddenly-there 10 lines, 2 comments, on Dec 1 5:59 PM 2008
  • Unknown
    Wished, wised, white (shelter)
    Serial blocks of snow, cold bricks stacked (potential)
    by suddenly-there 4 lines, 2 comments, on Dec 1 11:42 AM 2008
  • Algae Tank
    A mix of egomania and my own self hate
    This is what leads me to emaciate
    by suddenly-there 10 lines, on Nov 30 7:49 PM 2008
  • Falling Off My Trapeze
    the paper crunches on the bed
    in the icily cold exam room
    by suddenly-there 46 lines, on Nov 30 7:46 PM 2008
  • Winters
    Inky sky washed in the pitch-black
    I could see your breathing patterns, quiet as they were
    by suddenly-there 11 lines, 1 comment, on Nov 30 7:43 PM 2008
  • Caffeine, Incessant words
    Her first name was Peach. Her middle name was Tea.
    Peach Tea was a little too starry-eyed, adventurous, and scared.
    by suddenly-there 67 lines, 3 comments, on Nov 30 7:40 PM 2008
  • Dust, decay
    Milky eyes and stupor surprise
    and Horrid films of wicked demise
    by suddenly-there 13 lines, on Nov 30 7:35 PM 2008
  • cool-blooded composure
    by suddenly-there 18 lines, 3 comments, on Nov 19 8:08 PM 2008
  • Red-Orange
    Head atilt, mind fraying
    Itchy grass, thoughts straying
    by suddenly-there 9 lines, 3 comments, on Oct 22 5:02 PM 2008
  • Dark
    —And after several weeks, the negatives were all but dying.
    by suddenly-there 16 lines, 3 comments, on Oct 21 5:23 PM 2008
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