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Rescue the Damsels in Distress: Buck M.

By Madeline On August 12, 2015 · 1 Comment
Today was rescue the
damsels in distress
day
It didn't begin that way
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A silent God, pass no judgement (Upper Goose pond): Ashley K.

By Madeline On August 7, 2015 · Add Comment
“He borrows gods words,
to tell me: who I am,
whom I should be,
How I become.” She said.
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Young Girl: Jeff K.

By Madeline On August 4, 2015 · 4 Comments
Young
Girl unknown
never knowing
going somewhere
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Strange Encounter: Heather M.

By Madeline On July 26, 2015 · Add Comment
Still
life images
stationed around the squares of
coffee tables
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I’m 21 Years Old: Sarah D.

By Madeline On July 17, 2015 · Add Comment
I'm 21 years old, in
college struggling on my
own. The biggest city in
the world, the melting pot
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If I Sit In My Head Awhile: Kurt K.

By Madeline On July 14, 2015 · Add Comment
If I sit in my head
awhile,
I see there things that
I revile.
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I Ride the Train Every Day: Howard

By Madeline On July 11, 2015 · Add Comment
I ride the train
every day.
The train it takes me on
its way.
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How Will Life Go Now? Caroline M.

By Madeline On July 6, 2015 · Add Comment
How will life go now?
Be careful what you wish for.
A dream deferred.
The taste of her lips.
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The Statistical Significance of My Day: Jessica T.

By Madeline On July 2, 2015 · Add Comment
The statistical significance
of my day is over 95%.
My weekend performance,
however, had a
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The Musical Melody of Hooves: Marja K.

By Madeline On June 29, 2015 · Add Comment
The musical melody of hooves
trotting the way.
A horse drawn carriage to
brighten the day
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