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I sleep with the window open_-_

I Sleep With the Window Open: Max H.

By Madeline On August 22, 2016 · Add Comment
I sleep with the window open.
3 a.m. I look out, woken
by a strange hiss.
A red 50's style truck
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in the mirrored elevator___

In the Mirrored Elevator: Mara M.

By Madeline On August 15, 2016 · 4 Comments
In the mirrored elevator
A metallic moving box
3 souls connect
As the artist merged the colors
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oven love___-_

Oven Love: Regan H.

By Madeline On July 27, 2016 · Add Comment
He called me his oven
the appliance
in the kitchen of his life
which took the most patience
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I can't believe you gave me flat seltzer_-_

I Can’t Believe You Gave Me Flat Seltzer: Virginia J.

By Madeline On July 18, 2016 · Add Comment
I can't believe you gave me
flat seltzer.
After everything else, after all
After all, seltzer's only job is to fizz.
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firefly_-_

Firefly: Alun C.

By Madeline On July 12, 2016 · 1 Comment
Darkness falls,
Fireflies light the humid night,
Scintillas of sanity,
Biolumes of hope,
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The Weight of Simple Questions___-

Shapel Mallard: The Weight of Simple Questions

By Madeline On July 10, 2016 · Add Comment
the weight of simple questions
or the dark star
gravity of tiny hands
is enough to
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the route_-_

The Route: James H.

By Madeline On July 6, 2016 · Add Comment
The Route hello --
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my lips to your ear_-_

My Lips To Your Ear: Marit D.

By Madeline On July 2, 2016 · Add Comment
She stopped me one
day on the subway
and asked me to
write a poem
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my legs___

My Legs: Davis S.

By Madeline On June 26, 2016 · Add Comment
My legs
God, my legs.
They're still working
At least.
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a rainbow is made of many colors---

A Rainbow is Made of Many Colors: Christina T.

By Madeline On June 16, 2016 · Add Comment
A rainbow is made of many colors
and nature should reflect us
In cities they see gray and squalor
But we are wildflowers growing in dust.
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