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Nails on the Train: Stacey L.

By Madeline On December 29, 2013 · Add Comment
Nails on the train
People may call me insane
I’m just trying to do something with my brain
Work is crazy lame
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A Stranger’s Approach: Chris U.

By Madeline On December 25, 2013 · 1 Comment
A stranger's approach
sometimes warmer than a phone
  call from a friend.
Or an attempt at a relationship
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Good Evening Ladies and Gentlemen: Justin M.

By Madeline On December 22, 2013 · 1 Comment
Good evening ladies and gentleman
I would like to speak to you
about the unspoken territories
that speak in the soul of the
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Restless. At Peace: Joya B.

By Madeline On December 22, 2013 · Add Comment
Restless. At peace.
Shivering to get art
the beast. I
play though the
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Standing With Mobile Bodies: Jesse S.

By Madeline On December 22, 2013 · 1 Comment
Standing with
mobile bodies.
Some people on their
way to work around the
corner, some going nowhere
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A Small Vehicle: Johan L.

By Madeline On December 21, 2013 · Add Comment
the vehicle travels forth not back
its divergence is sudden from track to track
a constant set of new destinations
will sometimes lead to its frustration
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My Day As Riding The Train: Yvonne

By Madeline On December 21, 2013 · Add Comment
My day as riding
the train can be
enjoying at times and
can be frustrating how
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You Are Ex: Flash

By Madeline On December 21, 2013 · Add Comment
Like a leech you suck the life
Of my joy
And like the child you are you
tossed it aside like a broken toy
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Feeling Heavy Today: Ellie B.

By Madeline On December 21, 2013 · 1 Comment
Feeling heavy today
like the way it
is when you
can’t make jello
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Bleary-eyed I Spy a Space: Stephanie J.

By Madeline On December 21, 2013 · Add Comment
Bleary-eyed I spy a space
Excuse me
She moves
He sits unmoved.
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