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Move In Day
A Poem by
Alexandra
She asked me how you've been & I told her you've been good We enjoy each other's presence & kiss all the wounds Then she asked me about him ..
Hemnes
A Poem by
Alexandra
A dresser for two & a bed for one How lonesome it must be to know that there is space to fill, but none to occupy it It's been this way since las..
Union St.
A Poem by
Alexandra
Don't ask me again why the sunflowers refuse to grow on your side of the lawn anymore It's easy to say that things haven't been going your way lately..
March 26,2016- Now
A Poem by
Alexandra
Part I: Green was the edifice Until it cracked & home was split into two Diverging & creating a gulf between two lovers far too wide to reconn..
Then He Called Me...
A Poem by
Alexandra
Amor. A word that rattles my bones and floods warmth through my capillaries. Oh, if only I could be yearned like that again Open your mouth Fl..
Final Chapter of Us:
A Poem by
Alexandra
It didn't take too long for me to understand that this was it. It was the final goodbye for both of us. If this only happened differently. Me w..
Gorgeous
A Poem by
Alexandra
No one ever really asked why she dyed her hair black It happened on a cold day in April Looking at herself in the mirror She saw her light blond..
Drug Therapy
A Poem by
Alexandra
Acetaminophen Numbs the very pain that starts at the root of my mouth to the trunks of my legs My heart races And I feel my vessels pulsate Re..
Brief/ Final Encounter
A Poem by
Alexandra
Green eyes Let's reflect one last time on the history of us Before we lay this to rest Film Noir Starkeys Lana Montclair Moose Blood T-sh..
42 Jackson Ave.
A Poem by
Alexandra
You speak in tongue that I have waited years to hear Promising & unwavering, you whisper words that I have heard only in literature In the night, ..
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