Category: poetry
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The Silenced
Through the fire and chaos, I see you engulfed in the flames. Wearing the weight of the world on your shoulders. I hate to see crying Natives to these lands No one can see, nor hear your cries. Fists slammed against glass, nowhere to hide. We all look in on…
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Silent Blooms
Day after day I pray for good news. A sign of life’s presence past the toxicity brewing in here. One foot in front of the next, She postures– Feathers smoothed as the sun peeked through. Moving toward the Magnolia tree, Branches stretched, With late blooms reaching their peak. I’ve sat…
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Box for Two
Her head slid down the side of the glass The coolness of nature firmly pressed into the back of her neck She lay perplexed. Her face pained, Afraid to release the sounds that caused this tremor. She gazed out the window, Watched the cars whizzing down the freshly paved street.…
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Fish-eyed lens
She rose on the right side this morning Told herself it would be a masterful day. She wiped the sleep from her eyes Tuned down the toxic noise that tried to slink under her skin. One look in the mirror and the cracks reappeared. The tape beveled and the trolls…
Nicole Johnson 