Words

CONCRETE BOREDOM

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My heart beats change to a speed I can’t endure.There is only one cure;return to a rustic life with nature,free from this jungle lunacy...

walking through

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i’ll walk into your forests and in the shadows of your mind i’ll walk along these winding paths to see what i might find i’ll walk...

Poetry by Dash Codiga

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Renga: The first snowflake falls Bushes wear cozy white hats Winter has arrived. Remember Autumn’s warm breeze, I’d love to go back there, please. Haiku: Black wind breaks the sky; Fiery breath...

We are the Forgotten

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We are the forgotten The people no one will remember The ones people will forget Not exceptional just ordinary We are the majority We will be remembered as a...

unequivocally

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he wakes from his morphine mist looks up to see my sisters and my mother and me all standing around in a room suddenly thick with panic am i dying? all...

Frostbite

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Jamie got drunk on a cold night, slept outside, and didn’t protect his feet. He limps into the shelter, leaning on chairs for support, sleeps on a...

Landscape, Mid-Consequence

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The oft-oppressive miracles of the combustion engine beckon from whiny highways of a degradation we must call fair An asymmetrical face appears in the exhaust drift between the taillight and...

Disassembled

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4 wallsSurrounded and safe like a fly in a cupConfused and lost beyond wordsA hideous reminder of what we could be.Had we taken that...

When I Was

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When I was a rock     I knew patience     and slowly,     my sharp edges     became smooth While tree     I knew squirrels,    ...

Decadence Outside Dior’s

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I walked down the avenue of obscenity, of unspeakable wealth, store window displays glazed with million-dollar baubles for women waltzing by in shoes of gold, bandaged faces newly contoured by plastic...

the young, the the we, the all

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By the virtue that we are children & were more soThat young & exposed we were cunning enough to readThat the society of the...

to william

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Faulkner, you fucker you came on to me with your words and your prose and the things you could seeand i’m beholden, Man and what can i do wondering...