Madeline Capo : Writing

how I grow

how I grow

A Poem by Madeline Capo


on my best days I am the tip of a bright orange sunriseexploding up from behind the frosty white mountaintopsi am awake, earlyunafraid.i walk streets ..
storybooks

storybooks

A Poem by Madeline Capo


Tethered and worn Ink has been pressed upon each side Making the page feel like a softer version of braill..
slowly

slowly

A Poem by Madeline Capo


Lines blur because I am moving so fast With no idea where I'm going Tears stream because I am thin..
Home

Home

A Story by Madeline Capo


“Ay bud can you run anotha thing o’ silverware? We runnin’ low and there’s people pilin..
When Jesus called you Rosalie

When Jesus called you Rosalie

A Story by Madeline Capo


Hagerstown, Maryland was a nice place to grow up"the family was all together then and this is the location of m..
My days

My days

A Poem by Madeline Capo


I pop the sharpie top open and draw through the 9 solid black lines that intersect to create some 31 odd s..
a love like this

a love like this

A Poem by Madeline Capo


I want a love that defies logic one that is unexplainable one similar to magic I want a lo..
Lonnie

Lonnie

A Poem by Madeline Capo


You scuttle in with a weak smile, your second time today the doors clap behind you and the hostess knows ..
From Darkness

From Darkness

A Poem by Madeline Capo


I am pinned at every angle wings bound heart to the floor blood hot in my gut The blackness ..
empty mouths

empty mouths

A Poem by Madeline Capo


An interesting heart once told me: “I prefer to kiss without emotion” So when I was caught..

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