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Because Sunday is Easter: Kitty L.

By Madeline On April 18, 2014 · 1 Comment
Today - well this week is complicated.
Sunday is Easter,
but I forgot to order the flowers for
the table -
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I Just Recorded a Demo: Tucker M.

By Madeline On April 18, 2014 · Add Comment
I just recorded a demo
for a songwriter at
sesame street studios - after
a long day of classes - speeding
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Is it Time to Go?: Roberto L.

By Madeline On April 14, 2014 · 1 Comment
Is it time to go?
to get away from it all?
I've done it, tried it, before.
It didn't work.
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I’m a Boy in Ballet: Nikolay A.

By Madeline On April 12, 2014 · Add Comment
I'm a boy in ballet
I do it every day
I feel free
I land on my knee
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Is Freedom: Xingyie T.

By Madeline On April 11, 2014 · Add Comment
Is Freedom
The ability to get away with
All the nonsense
That I want
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Idling in the Effervescent Glare: Benjamin S.

By Madeline On April 9, 2014 · Add Comment
Idling in the effervescent glare
A hint of spring is in the air
Milling running fingers through our hair
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Explanation Of The Statistically Impossible Consistency Of On The Spot Poetry:

By Madeline On April 6, 2014 · Add Comment
Perhaps there is a door
On your forehead?
Hello stranger!
Could you come inside
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I Tackled Her Down Today: Hennessy C. and Lisbeth H.

By Madeline On April 5, 2014 · Add Comment
I tackled her down
today,
Okay now we are fifteen
stops away
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Make Your Descripture: Mike M.

By Madeline On April 4, 2014 · 1 Comment
Take a look at the sky
and see the picture
Take a look into eyes
and make your descripture
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Just Another Guy on the IRT: Kim

By Madeline On April 3, 2014 · Add Comment
I travel the No. 1 train
to decompress.
Decompress from what you ask?
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