answer: it makes me want to do my homework?

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Niña, Pinta, and Santa Maria:

since there is no plate the water sits on,
since there is no edge to fear and fail,
count us in your stirring crowds:
my glass, their mouths, the breathless all around.

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my fat lip find your black eye in the dark ( Read more... )

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Cheap wine and stale bread ( Read more... )

It’s definitely time for a writing challenge, and I vote for sonnets (since I <3 iambic pentameter). The only restriction to format is that there has to be a couplet at the end. Because I like punctuating statements.

I'll do it if you will.

With what spoon-fed courage are we born ( Read more... )

In the winter hearts of our close and our cold
we save the pieces of people who have hurt us
the hundred and one reasons not to say what we’re thinking
the thousands of reasons not to kill ourselves now.

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My father walks the square at noon ( Read more... )

You leave me gasping for romance and realism ( Read more... )