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Published on 27th June 2014 5:38am
Written by Spitz cmspitz
I've haven't seen the sun in about 48 hours. It's not that I didn't go outside, it's just that there are some many clouds. Not to mention the fog. It's even cooled down significantly. I'm really grateful.
Around 18 on Friday is when I'm picking the date up. Am I nervous? Nope. Why not? She's cooler than I thought she would be.
I've been thinking about my future. I've been comparing myself to my sibling for a very long time. My sister is in a happy relationship, and my brother could get engaged soon. So as the youngest, I've been think about my future. I see my siblings...
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Published on 27th June 2014 3:57am
Written by OctoberBlack Fading2Black
Sometimes as I stare into my past I feel as if time hasn't taken me through enough
I feel as if I have been asleep the whole time and just now in my life like I just woke from a dream that I have no idea what has happened.
And oddly everyone has moved on and I was somehow stuck on a sheet of ice frozen little statue all alone in Greenland
Nothing but icebergs around as company.
I don't feel complete. I have been on this earth long enough to know I don't want to die feeling this way but can't help but feel at times the end is closer than I would like to think.
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Published on 26th June 2014 11:57pm
Written by Pishashee
He had a saying: "Polack or Poet; who goes there?"  Dad, you Idiot!            
           
I’m building a project: Advice from Shake Sphere, from a citizen knucklehead.  The first bit of advice is to shake the world up with love and laughter.  There is famous laughter that I will never forget; Vincent Price, and my Dad.  Both are laid to rest in their legacy of silence, along with a bit of advice from Shakespeare, in that they lead by example.  My Sweet Swan of Avon ― a heart aches, and the world is a better place for it in the end.    Shakespeare immortalized the...
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Published on 26th June 2014 11:27am
Written by Emilio EliCid
Happy Birthday,
6-26-1991!
Here I reach my new year,
How I celebrate?
I review all within my previous year, 22.
From philosophy, to experiences,
The growth and change,
And evolutions and revolutions.
Also,
I express my gratitude to all the mothers
giving birth among this day,
This place within the orbit,
Your baby spawns upon a day
In which you find such character that is
6-26 emit from your child!
Nurture this day and let it
Unleash it's wild "dreams",
Imagination, from within <3.
Let the life we...
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Published on 26th June 2014 10:12am
Written by exe
sponged orange staining the purple and bringing the silver tongue words to relief
seeps into the purple and turns it brown-black ..
.
 darkened cottonwool dabbing
                       saltstinging pleasantly a hum of unbonding
untangling and massaging
               untightening
                         
                           un doing
reversing time slowly to what end it is unclear but conformity is one reason
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Published on 26th June 2014 6:55am
Written by SyD CG95
Dear You,
I am sorry for the delay on writing this letter to you. Many times have I sat looking at the blank document on my computer without knowing how to start. I know what I want to write but I cannot find the appropriate way to express it. Like any other "story," I guess I have to start with the beginning, but when exactly was the beginning? I am sure that by now many people have told you that you cannot do something. Others, have doubt you, put you down, hurt you, lie to you, made you feel like nothing, made you feel hopeless, lonely, vulnerable, broken. But even if it...
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Published on 25th June 2014 5:27pm
Written by exe
if the curtains want opening they should ask more politely.
 
can you read the paper taped to glass in the door? it says
 
visitors please use your own back door
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Published on 25th June 2014 7:33am
Written by LizB
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Is there anyone, anyone I can talk to?
The eyes are awake and so is the sky
Is there anyone who can stop by
Just to talk, not to fan girl
I'm not drunk, I swear
Is there anyone to talk to?
It's a miracle I'm awake and I swear it's true
I just want someone to talk to.
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Published on 25th June 2014 6:17am
Written by SiakiLeau
Today i went to work,
and when i got there i walk past the mens locker room
and see this hot guy abs and all changing his clothes(we dont have proper locker rooms with no doors ) and OMG
my mind just went from blank to how many ways i can tackle this man
and lick his abs , his sexy hazel eyes and his big hunky arms i just wanted him to pick me up and take me away,
Then he slowly walks up to me and im thinking great im in the
greatst moment ive had at work so far and whispers in my ear
'wake up'
I open my eyes and my boyfriend is telling me to wake up for...
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Published on 25th June 2014 5:49am
Written by Jina Bella jinabell21
My eye twitches like a child with turrets
My smile falters when you all laugh at something idiotic
God you're all morons
"Keep up a front, be nice. Act like you're happy."
Will you please just kindly, go slit your throat and bleed out on the floor of Walmart.
Why do I surround myself with people I don't even like
Barely tolerate, much like flies buzzing around you during a hot summer day.
Annoyances.
"You need to play nice. You might still need to hitch rides when college starts in the fall."
I sigh, for I have had...
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DU Poetry : Non-Fiction Prose: Diary Entries, Letters and Articles

Published on 25th June 2014 1:34am
Written by Spitz cmspitz
The date was nice and interesting, for reasons to be told later. So I'm going to give a brief summary of what happened, if that's okay. So I picked her up at 20:05, because I couldn't find matching socks. Usually it's "Life is too short to find matching socks", but know, I was nervous. I even styled my hair. Usually I like it messy, but does she? Answer is yes. Anyways, she literally is staying next door, so I would hardly call it picking up. Anyways, we walked to this restaurant that's about 5 blocks away. We got to know each other a little. So when we entered the restaurant, it was packed....
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Published on 24th June 2014 9:50pm
Written by exe
one lens of his glasses shattered but still spiderwebbing together.
bruises forming under his eye sockets.
blood curling over his lip, reddening his two front teeth.

the branch was bigger than his arm.
thin lean muscles strained, thin tense fingers pulled and shoulderblades caught the weight;
the dead wooden club swung sharply with all of his body and he stumbled.

when the parents tried to file charges no one could persuade him this was not how it happened.
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Published on 24th June 2014 3:05am
Written by Spitz cmspitz
I didn't sleep last night or this morning, and then I went to work. I came home a little later than expected, because of the damn rain. Fuck you clouds and your urination! Go to somewhere that has a drought! Why rain here, assholes? We have one of the greatest of lakes! We don't need your pity-piety droplets! *straightens imaginary tie* Sorry about that. 20 is when I pick up my date, yeah no movie anymore.
My brother is coming up on the 13th, can't fucking wait! I missed him. It's been a year since I've seen him. Last year I saw him at a funeral for someone. It's sad that I...
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Published on 23rd June 2014 8:05pm
Written by exe
if not what she does, what she doesn't. she is a pinched valve, she has to take something to give. she used to think so. now she for sure knows. contraindications: she cannot maintain an erection or give birth.
alone is no burden. alone is just fine. it is less of nothing.
it would be satiating to break the seal and forfeit the warranty on it. to void her nothing. but it is like waiting for reincarnation. on that day will be candles and cake which we will eat them both. the fall will be with one step backwards and she will lie supine showing blooded gums and canines, no...
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Published on 23rd June 2014 6:06pm
Written by Pishashee
If it makes any difference,  
I like the fresh pepper flakes,  
of coarse, of course,  
   
The fine milled pepper is only,    
okay; the pre-ground kind  
for a casserole to bake,    
   
But in making the difference,    
in the difference it makes;    
it makes a difference to me,  
   
I grind only fresh peppercorns    
to put on the steak. And,  
a little sea salt, maybe "per se"
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Published on 23rd June 2014 5:58pm
Written by exe
peel plasterpeel. not satisfactory. not at all.
onetwo. hm. two. threefour. hm. shoulders elbows, (knees? no)
find a straw, blacktunnel with a light at its end, so the saying goes. said only by the unsanitised. and sip some juice with it. one sip.
hunger
      for thirst.
and subsequent thirst for company. only enough for the perimeters, unsmooth in the gut.
besides that i am finely hydrated.
i don't want this crushed-fruit water pretender.  pouting.
what else...
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Published on 23rd June 2014 6:46am
Written by DarknessIsNear
   "Hey, so how do you feel about your dad and I getting back together?"
   Her words hit me with the intensity of a thousand bullets hitting me in the head repeatedly.
   I froze, thinking about the months before. How this woman left my dad, breaking him to pieces, and leaving me behind to pick the fragments up. How they both told me everything about anything, even the full story of the break-up. How she got pregnant with another man's child and is trying to convince everyone that it's my dad's.
   I thought about how she had treated me like nothing but a...
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Published on 23rd June 2014 5:56am
Written by Aladyleowriter
I am not in the only room with a window, suffering bleak stretches of time in the cold and foggy moors.   I’m not near a fireplace in a tell-tale cabin reeking of wood smoke and writers.  This is not handwriting in lamp-black ink with a found feather, fashioned into a quill; a labor of submission.
I do not let my veins to prose in obedience or for pleasure.  I am hardly a poet.
Poetry is your aboriginal language and so I write reams of it, tossed over running waters as paper roses and search boats.  Quires of them are atlases, mapping the dirt roads to our home-land, and...
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Published on 23rd June 2014 00:05am
Written by Spitz cmspitz
I slept till 14 and made eggs while drinking orange juice, naked. To my surprise, one of my roommate's parents were over. We were all mortified. My roommate came in after all of us screamed. He was very angry at me. Apparently he told me to get out of the house before noon. He didn't know I wasn't awake. Funny how those things work out so perfectly. If you're wondering why I was making eggs naked, I too am wondering the same thing.
I personally like to think Walt Disney is a Nazi that is in favor of homosexual couples. I think Disney did something that was pro LGBT, which probably...
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Published on 22nd June 2014 7:46pm
Written by Memphis Hendrix MGC
Before in utero,
I played dead.
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