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A Poem by No
ill written and vague; i've got a way with words that have no way with me.
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A Story by No
Silence.
Sound of whirring fan and vacant clearing of throat into microphone.
Takes a sip of water and a shattered breath.
[scriptstarts]
"..
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A Poem by No
a bus stop seems such an innocent,
juvenile triviality,
but not to the driver who has witnessed
degradation and racial slurs,
taken knives and iss..
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A Poem by No
smoke,
such a beautiful and violent word.
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A Poem by No
journey into adolescence, and emergence out, with the development of self-identity and maturity.
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A Poem by No
and i promise they'll build monuments for us.
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A Story by No
god gave me two hands, but i've misused them,
carving maps in my skin and tying my stomach into knots.
it's heavy work,
but i sleep well at nigh..
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A Poem by No
you can put down the gun,
and get the hell out of this room,
but as you're leaving
don't forget to wipe your feet.
you're tracking pride all over ..
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A Poem by No
you gave a harrowing trip to me, love.
yourlack of interestis chewing me up
just to spit me back out,
as the telephone rings on its hook.
midnight..
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A Poem by No
words just won't form in my mouth these days, they're born and then drowned in my stomach acid before they've got a chance to tell their story.
plea..
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