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Swingsets and Fakers

Submitted by E on Sun, 04/13/2014 - 23:52

I. Swingset
Quiet, hush
Don’t say a word
Breathe, push
Bring me a little closer
Swing, rush
Upward toes to the sky
Euphoria in my veins
Staccato creak of the swingset chains
Just enough childhood
To bring a smile to my face.

II. One Step at a Time
I’m releasing the little bits of myself
still attached to you
I’ve been like a willow tree
quiet and unassuming
leaning deep over the grass
but now
I will emerge.

Seattle

Submitted by j. Glen pollard on Tue, 04/01/2014 - 00:40

Where do I start, where do I begin
Thinkin’ of words like “How you’ve been?”
I suddenly bumped into you for a moment
And I tell myself “Don’t freak out guy, just hold it.”

I feel the sweat beginning tp come
Making me feel dumb
What are you doing here,
What more can I bear?

So I remember how it all began
About a girl whose name was Anne:

It started in Seattle a two years ago
On a the night of darkness and cold
We were sitting nice n’ snug in a caffee.
I’ll remember all my life that day.

The Song of the Hebrews

Submitted by j. Glen pollard on Tue, 04/01/2014 - 00:37

They tell us when to eat
When to sleep, when to speak
As if we were dogs
Instead of adults!
Well, we’ll show our results

Be seen and not be heard
Don’t say a single word
War well soon announce
On this death house.

Opressed, no rest
The young are formed of stress
When will we see light
Or will we have to fight?

Be seen and not be heard
Don't utter a single word
War will soon announce
On this death house

Forgiving Emily

Submitted by Emily Rose on Sun, 02/23/2014 - 00:11

I think the hardest part about forgiving Emily was the fact that she didn’t trust me.

I can still remember that day clearly. It had been vividly burned into the back of my mind.

It all started when Emily started acting strange. She even started chewing her nails again. We all knew (Derek Morgan, Penelope Garcia, Jennifer Jareau, Aaron Hotchner, David Rossi, and me, Dr. Spencer Reid) that something was wrong. But of course, we were too afraid to ask, and even if we did, she only brushed it off.

The Inevitable

Submitted by E on Mon, 02/17/2014 - 04:14

I. Truly
You showed me the ring
I loved the glow in your eye when you asked
If I thought she would like it
I have been dreading this day for such a long time
But now that it’s here I can’t even express
How happy and excited and elated I am for you
That diamond will look
So pretty on her finger
I can already see the light in her eyes when
You say the magic words
I will be at your wedding and I’ll watch you two
Dancing in the reception hall and I’ll know that you’ll last
Sometimes when you love someone

A surprise for y'all (but especially for me!)

Submitted by Bridget on Tue, 12/31/2013 - 05:16

So, ladies and gentlemen, I have a story for you. My darling, the love of my life, flew up today to stay for a week and while he was here, he asked me to marry him. I feel absolutely spoiled, and I'm so happy!! He is the sweetest, goofiest, most perfect guy I've ever known, and I'm the luckiest girl in the world.
Anyway, I am just bubbling over right now, and I wanted to share this with everyone!
Much love,
Bridget

Monday Thru Wednesday/The Moon Will Rise/Confused About What Direction My Life Should Take/some ranty autobiographical essay prose poetry

Submitted by E on Thu, 11/14/2013 - 05:09

DISCLAIMER: Mild language, edited out with asterisks :).

Monday.
At 1:15am the moon will rise over a greenish Uranus, I don’t know what to say to him, I say I’m in love but yet I hate these awkward pauses, football football farmer’s almanac, maybe I’m not as desperate as I thought, yes he is attractive and wonderful, but this is sort of liberating, we’re just friends I am declaring it as true.

One Week/I Am Not a Formality/Horses Make the Best BFFs/really more of an essay but they're a series of prose poems so yeah

Submitted by E on Sat, 11/02/2013 - 15:30

Monday.
He made things happen for me today
His blue eyes smiled from dawn till dusk
He told me I’d do good things
I believed him and I still do
I’m on cloud nine right now
I’m feeling so much less empty
Not so alone
Things are finally coming together.

Tuesday.
I like my new friends
I’m busy
All the time
With school, with work
They fit into my schedule
Conveniently
Like puzzle pieces

Snapshots

Submitted by E on Thu, 10/10/2013 - 03:43

1. Snapshots
I sometimes wish I could catch
those special moments with a camera
plant them in my mind and never stop seeing them
replay them over and over in my head
you are beautiful
when you look at me that way
my heart does things that a human heart shouldn’t
have the ability to do while I’m still breathing
like stop for a few breaths
then let it go again
please just let me
love you like you know I can