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Coffee With Cooper: Ron R.

By Madeline On September 25, 2015 · Add Comment
All I can think
about
my boys, my
2 boys (2 not 20 boys)
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The Awkward Walk: Cooper R.

By Madeline On September 25, 2015 · Add Comment
The awkward walk
the lame name
the lovely
money lost/gained
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Cold Setting in Early This Year: Andrea K.

By Madeline On September 20, 2015 · Add Comment
Cold setting in
Early this year.
With leaves still on
The trees,
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I would love if one day I were able to (factually) say: Dayna L.

By Madeline On September 17, 2015 · Add Comment
I would love if one day I were able to (factually) say that I have a "great friend named Arnauld in Paris"
Here you are:
Fraught, wrought, caught
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Sometimes Better Poems are Made: Phil T.

By Madeline On September 12, 2015 · Add Comment
Sometimes better poems areĀ 
made
through self interest
it's more personal
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Strange, Isn’t It?: Ralph I.

By Madeline On September 8, 2015 · Add Comment
Deep, wide moats encircle our castles, personae,
Decorated, dressed, as if to welcome,
Yet our high-walled boundaries put off strangers
Who might embrace, be embraced.
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My Digital Tether: Stephen P.

By Madeline On September 2, 2015 · Add Comment
My digital tether
External brain
Constant aid
(Attention drain?)
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I’m Confused: Logan M.

By Madeline On August 23, 2015 · Add Comment
I'm confused by the
female mind.
my sisters,
my lovers,
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In My School and A Day in the Life of Gotham City… by Christina C and Juan R.

By Madeline On August 20, 2015 · Add Comment
In my school we
ovise learn about
everything. The thing
omost don't lear is
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Lost Texts Decay: Patricia L.

By Madeline On August 17, 2015 · Add Comment
Lost texts decay
composting into unconscious
humus, loam,
mycelial network
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