ArchiveJanuary 2013

Lyrics at Final Draft

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Life is a song. The chorus is you. I come back to you two, three, four times; we sound good together. Life is a song. Every Monday is expressed in the first line. The staircases, hallways, trains and cars I have been in, near or on are between the lyrics, leading me to the next place or time. The two lines before you are friends (best friends, old friends, new friends). These lines change...

Wednesday

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Below is an acrostic poem, using the whole alphabet. I haven’t written one of these in a while. I don’t use proper capitalization for a stylistic reason. Please Enjoy, Dahv     an angel fell from the sky today. broke her collarbone, cut her wrists, dinged her head off the sharp edge of a stop sign. five strangers gathered around the angel. her eyes remained closed, the...

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