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Cheekbones like crowbars: Matthew VW

By Madeline On July 6, 2014 · Add Comment
Cheekbones like crowbars
Pushing out horizontally from muscle
This table like a desert,
All life sunken and bland
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Retired Life: Ralph K.

By Madeline On July 4, 2014 · Add Comment
Retired life
feeling less
doing less
Thinking more
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Gazing, Staring: Victoria F.

By Madeline On July 2, 2014 · Add Comment
Gazing, staring
Blinking effortlessly. Mind open. Mouth wide
Sneaking a glance, scribbles. More scratches
on this white chalky page.
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A Proud Pedestrian: Ivan Z.-M.

By Madeline On July 1, 2014 · Add Comment
A proud pedestrian
not quite a thespian
but an ear clearer
than the summer night sky
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Is It Worth It? Ann V.

By Madeline On June 28, 2014 · Add Comment
Is it worth it?
Closing the door on a
limping man
Rushing to catch the
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I Sailed Through Town Today: Zoe R.

By Madeline On June 24, 2014 · Add Comment
I sailed through town today
big bag like a sail - unfortunate fabric
and size
makes me unwieldy
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Far From Dakota: Dana E.

By Madeline On June 21, 2014 · Add Comment
Far from Dakota and the wide open spaces, beneath the streets of the city looking for places, to sit, for the ride from up to down town,
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Today: Stella W.

By Madeline On June 19, 2014 · 2 Comments
Today was very fun it
was also very sad it
was awesome it was
bad I hated today,
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Thinking About Pale Green Trees: Rios O.-T.

By Madeline On June 13, 2014 · Add Comment
thinking about
pale green trees
and brick structures.
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Early Morning Commute: Tiffany S.

By Madeline On June 10, 2014 · Add Comment
Early morning commute
many people moving and
I'm wishing I could slide
down a chute
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