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One Eye

Sleep with one eye open I`m awake and am no one`s bride because I rather be my own person-the whole pie Not half monster/half piece of what`s left Keep your vision, sometimes that`s all you have.

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What Gives Me Joy

 I don`t care anymore I`ll smoke in my own fucking house, not outside where the mountains stare and think back at me The ash begs for me to stir, add egg shells and coffee grains for the plants Tamper with the lighter as if it lights up your `hourglass life` I don`t surmise about my… Continue reading What Gives Me Joy

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Nobody’s Daughter Part 3: IT

Can't help to think about it when my future publisher asks if I'm okay Why did I move to Missouri? Why did I leave my California dreams? What should I say?  Even though I'm depressed,  I still have a roof over my head and everything that I want now , but I don't want it… Continue reading Nobody’s Daughter Part 3: IT

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Who Feeds Us?

    There`s more trees in the world than thick skin; Thin bones walk these streets They result in poor character, but as the world gets older the heat rises up It`s a heartless paradox and the fairies laugh because their fruit is salty yet our brains crumble Statutes fall as our God is begging… Continue reading Who Feeds Us?