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Can hope bloom in the shade? Can time give back what it takes away? I once saw the answers to life in your eyes; now I can remember the words to goodbye.

Stephanie Briar

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Standing in your power scares a lot of people. You become something formidable, intimating, and aspirational all at once.
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Anxiety is living with an apple on your head and you imagine that everyone you know stands watching with a bow to shoot an arrow at it.
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Do I look as good as I remember, Looking back at you from over my shoulder, smug as the devil?
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Some days, my mind will still be in prison, but I will live in spite of it. I unlearn how to swim; I trade my gills for lungs and wings.
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When I was a child, I used to fear monsters under the bed. I have since learned that most monsters are found within. And they are always worth fighting.
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Our memories lurch to a reluctant halt in their funeral march, so I can pour salt over them one last time.
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Love me until oblivion paints your portraits on my eyelids, sinking by eons into distance that never separates us.
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As if flesh and skin and hands are any match for bullets. As if bones won’t crack in hails of powder and lead. As if rivers of blood are not the direct result of trigger fingers that bend but do not break on “bad days”.
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We usually seek the divine in the sky, But religion is best found on the ground. Nature is our true creator.
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In my dreams we got past the parking lot; you took me past the old, oak door, led me up onto the vacant altar, and offered me to every god whose name you invoked as you worshipped my body.
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The pain of your memory is sharp enough to be felt the nails raked along my back by somebody else.
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How do you sleep soundly, knowing you traded roses for weeds?
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Poetry? That’s easy. I just cut the vein, and let it bleed.
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I am a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.
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To the oppressed with no seat on the table; dreaming of change and better days, I will pull up a chair, and light fires in your name.
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You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
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