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Storm Poem 2: Alex

By Madeline On February 6, 2014 · 1 Comment
A foot of snow this morning
And now wet boots
As we all snuggle together
in our sardine can torpedo
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Storm Poem 1: Alex L.

By Madeline On February 6, 2014 · Add Comment
Descending from a pristine world
encased in ice
two travelers wandered into the depths
only to be unceremoniously ejected
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A Singularity Turning to a Mirror: Joyce L

By Madeline On February 3, 2014 · Add Comment
oh no! once again
is it even possible to think this fast?
the half Dana-thought I was
mouthing, the dream about a
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Hunger, Hustling: Tracey I.

By Madeline On February 1, 2014 · Add Comment
Hustle, tired struggle,
limited
over it!....Sad,
despair, alone,
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Waiting for You: Aliya H.

By Madeline On January 31, 2014 · Add Comment
There was heartache getting
to you
But now as I wait,
My stomach grows every day And I haven't a clue
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Pete Seeger Taught Me That: Hannah

By Madeline On January 30, 2014 · 1 Comment
Some songs aren't meant
to be sung for an audience
and some songs aren't meant
to be sung alone
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Bright Mornings on a Blessed Day: Jahmain

By Madeline On January 28, 2014 · Add Comment
Bright mornings on
a blessed day

I hope a new promise
becomes complete
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Life of an Agent: Audi

By Madeline On January 26, 2014 · Add Comment
I get no sleep looking
for cars, I'm so tired but
I gotta get by. Working all
morning and I see no end.
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Just a dream: Troi I.

By Madeline On January 25, 2014 · 2 Comments
"Hey baby girl"...
Is the voice I hear while
turning around.
I hear your voice but there is
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Title! It’s SO Cold!: Arielle T.

By Madeline On January 22, 2014 · 2 Comments
Benita, Madeline and I
Standing, waiting, reuniting.
Old Acquaintances, new strangers.
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